I took the bus west on Lawrence. The bus driver yelled, “Get AWAY from the dang back door! Didn’t I tell you? MOVE IT!” The young man scooted from the back door. He moved two inches to his left. The bus was packed.
An old man walked in the bike lane and the bus pulled over to its stop. The old man walked up to the bus driver’s window and stood peering in. He smiled. As the bus drove away, the driver commented, “Man, you are ALWAYS in my WAY! Every DANG TIME!” The driver was a woman.