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The personality-plus guy driving the STA bus I took to go home this afternoon provided a running play-by-play on the snowy trip.
It was pretty entertaining.
Maybe that's because it wasn't just one long harangue. Sure, he questioned the thinking abilities of some pedestrians who stepped in front of the bus as he was about to pull out and go through a green light to start our journey. And, yes, he did suggest that some drivers were not up to dealing with today's conditions.
But at other times he praised motorists. “Well done, white Subaru” — when the driver of said vehicle pulled up behind a car dead in the water (or snow anyway) on an incline and then went around it, allowing the flow of traffic to continue.
Among his other observations:
“Two-wheel drive trucks are useless. Why would anybody buy one? I learned that the hard way.”
“That's right, pull out in front me so I have to practically come to a stop going up this hill.”
“I'm guessing those are not excellent tires.” (Re: a vehicle being pushed but getting nowhere.)
“Worst intersection in town. Somebody's going to get killed. But nobody does anything about it.” (As he waited on 37th to cross Grand.)
“Sorry, lady. Sometimes that's the way life is.” (When a woman in an SUV had to slow down a little on Grand when he finally had a semi-opening to go through that intersection.)
When I disembarked, I thanked him for the narration.