esskay
![]() Digital storyteller, Photographic narrator, Hogwarts alum. In real life, I write things. I speak fluent sarcasm. I'm unintentionally funny. My favorite thing is food. Guac is life. I'm a fountain of the most random information. I'm pretty, only because it's weird to call oneself beautiful. I'm weird in all the good ways. I live in the greatest city on Earth. I was Sasha before Beyonce was schizophrenic. My life is stranger than fiction. But please, don't take my word for it. My pen is mightier than my sword. Instagram
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Tuesday, October 11, 2011 || 5:56 PM
So I'm on my way to school and I hop on the bus. I'm running a little late but not doing too bad. The bus driver is flooring it so I'll be to the train in no time. Or so I think...
A girl gets on the bus and when I say this bitch is fancy, I mean fancy. Hair done, nails done, everything big. She gets on the bus with her leopard print cardigan, leather bag in the crook of her arm, weave flowing in the wind and sits between another woman and I. So the bus pulls off and at the next stop, the bus driver looks back and says "excuse me, miss!" Naturally, the other lady and I look up but of course, she keeps her head down because she knows he's talking to her. So he keeps calling her until she finally looks up and then he says "you have to pay your fare miss." Wait, what?? You mean to tell me, this hoe left her house feeling like she was the hottest thing since sliced cheese, made sure she was looking right, hair blown out, fresh manicure, and didn't bother to put $2.25 aside to get on the bus?! Oh HELL NAWL! To make it worse, she's arguing with the bus driver, pretending to look through her bag for a metrocard we all know isn't there, and then when the driver stops the bus and refuses to move until she gets off, she refuses to get off of the bus. So now, everyone is not only late, they're pissed off. And she could care less. There are so many things wrong with that and I don't even know where to begin but I know y'all know. Cuz y'all be knowin. Labels: babble and rant, in real life, stranger than fiction |