Fire Truck Obstacles

 

 

So, there I was, sitting on the bus, and it stopped.  First one fire truck passed us, then another, then another.  I could tell it was something serious.  This was no run of the mill accident.   I waited on the bus for quite a while before deciding to hike around the trouble.

When I passed the big commotion, what I saw was a fire hose blocking the road.  despite the fact that the building that was on fire being located quite a long way away, they had to use a hose that blocked traffic completely.  Does that sound right.  Wasn't there a closer hydrant?  If not, why couldn't they have planned for this possibility and used two trucks to hold up the hose, so there wouldn't be a traffic jam?  That seems possible to me.

I know that the firefighters have a job to do, but where were the city planners in all this?  Has something like this never happened before?  Why hasn't someone come up with a better solution?  I guess all the smart people are off designing the iPhone 6.

Schools Back......

There is a buzz in the air.  It is a mix of nervous energy and eager anticipation.  School is in and the kids are back in it.  There is definitely an air of hope and dreams in the air.  It is a great time of year....

That is, unless you're riding the bus with these loud obnoxious leaders of tomorrow.  Though I risk sounding like a crotchety old man, they're just talking loud and saying nothing.  Nothing at all.  If it sounds like I am eavesdropping, I'm not.  I really don't want to hear what they have to say, but they must think I am interested, because they don't seem to practice any form of editing.  They stuff they will say into their cell phones is amazing.  Either they think no one can hear them, or they just want to broadcast their sexcapades.  If I knew their names and could contact their parents.... well, lets just say that the blackmail money could be quite lucrative.  Of course, then, I wouldn't have to ride the bus.

 

Mostly, I guess, it's just the crowds.  My bus is always full, but it seems more so now.  Before, I always got a seat, and could even sit by myself for a few stops before some overly large man (as to an attractive petite woman) with obvious spatial recognition issues would shoehorn himself in beside me. I can still get a seat, but the pickings are slim and the bus is full much quicker.  I guess it's a good thing that I live near the end of the line.

Either I will get used to it, or some of them will drop out of school.  Maybe I should just buy better headphones.