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So I ride the bus everyday right... Well if you want to get off the bus you have to press this little buzzer so the driver knows that, "Hey, this person needs to get off the bus." Anyway, there's this one stop that's kind of tricky because it's actually the bus terminal and there are always people getting off at this stop, regardless. So the tension always builds right before we reach this stop, the question raging through everyone's mind, I'll even admit to pondering this in bed... in fact, losing sleep; so the question is, "Do we really need to push the fucking buzzer????" Surely he'll stop without it, right!? Well yesterday "the big Q" was answered. Tension built but no one would budge... no one was going to reach for that buzzer... no one was going to take that hit... pride raged through the bus and I must say, I was getting excited now!!! So slowly we approach and then it happens... the driver speeds by, he might as well have reached back and gave us the fucking finger... or a crotch grab at least!!!!! Anyway, by this time people are in a panic, they're hitting the buzzer three/four times a piece... and I must say, why lie... that driver is fucking hard. So when I finally get off the bus, 5 minutes later, I look over at the bus driver. And I wanted to give him a wink, or at least shake his hand and let him know how much he meant to me, but he was just too hard... some people can't be touched...
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