To Offset the Mushiness of the Previous Post

Dear Two Women ahead of me at the bus stop this morning,

I don't understand it, this irrational fear of moving to the back of the bus. This fear that makes you dump yourself and all your belongings (in the space clearly marked "No items may be put in this area") smack in front of the doors. Thus blocking the other six of us from getting on the bus in any semblance of an orderly fashion.

The back is a bit of a strange country. Those two steps up can be treacherous to navigate and the people who sit back there? Terrifying. Imagine, all those different races and genders sharing seats! Those headache inducing hair colors of black, brown and blonde! Those blinding wedding bands and hoop earrings! Those radical winter coats of black and brown.

If you are so dead set on standing at the front of the bus, for goodness sakes, get on last and save the rest of us the headache.

And to the young woman whose feet I stepped on whilst trying to maintain my balance - I apologize.