Today was one of those days when I actually felt reasonably bad for making a mess all over the county. My bus had a huge leak that I failed to notice as I drove into the wrong lane at watsonville transit center and then looped around the block to get on the right lane, streaming coolant all the while. In fact, it wasn’t until I was idling contentedly at Capitola Mall when someone came up to tell me that there was a puddle under my bus. I was right in the middle of the lane though so I pulled forward to allow more busses to file in behind me, thus making yet another very large puddle.
Naturally, I turned off the bus and immediately followed standard procedure.
So there I was with my fat stack of bus schedules, tossing them here and there while trying not to splash too much coolant on my beautiful suede boots when a teenager walked up and said “what happened!?” in the most obnoxious way.
I was obviously in the middle of being too fucking busy to deal with dumb questions and so my mouth did that thing where it said dumb shit before checking in with my brain. I didn’t even bother to look at him when I said “I just killed someone.”
And he literally gasped before saying “oh my god seriously!?”
And that’s about how long it took for my brain to take the wheel away from my mouth because i got a flash of myself being called into the supervisors office to get questioned about killing someone. Ugh. Not the recipe to a good day. So in an effort to redeem myself I looked up at the guys face and made direct eye contact with him and rolled my eyes. “No, of course not!” Then I walked away. Because my bus was bleeding out and I ain’t got time for anymore dumb in my life.