(from 05-20-01)

MC Hammer Glasses Lady

Every day on my voyage to work I used to encounter this one AC Transit bus driver who was the cause of my being at least five minutes late everyday. Although the bus was scheduled to arrive at 11:30, she showed up at 11:40 or 11:45, and then once on the road she would drive slower than the kids in the driver's training cars and take a five minute rest stop at her discretion.

Now, I know being a bus driver is like customer service hell on wheels, but she was extra foul. She dashed evil stares behind her semi-tinted mc hammeresque glasses and would comment to whoeever was in the front seats that she hated this job. She would stop at the Jack in the Box at least once a week, hop out of bus with the engine still running and use the bathroom, order fries and a soda and then come sauntering back to the busload of pissed off people. When someone asked her, "What is your problem?" she told them to shut up because she was the bus driver and then adjusted her seat and mirrors, nibbled on some fries and took off, already twenty minutes off schedule.