The 11th Bus

    I take the bus to work. Actually, I take the bus and then the train to work. Most days, it works out well. Other days it's not quite so nice.

    On this particular day, I sat and waited at the bus stop as 10 full buses drove by. They had no room for more passengers, so they just kept going. Finally, I was picked up by the 11th bus (it might have actually been the 12th, I was pretty mad by then).

    Luckily, the buses come so often during rush hour that I only waited like 10 minutes or so.