The Bus Ride

Tony and I got on the bus and we shut out the bus world with our CD players.

We stopped at a Taco Bell somewhere in BFE and while there, we dropped off and picked up some passengers. Some REALLY strange passengers.

When Tony and I got back on the bus after eating, some girl (I think) had moved our stuff from our seats and put our belongings on someone else’s seat. Tony and I were a little confused so we asked the girl why she moved our stuff. She pretended like she didn’t speak English. Let me explain the type of people Tony and I were dealing with. Once again, these were people of Asian background but they belonged to some kind of religious group. The women and men were all bald and they had holes on the top of their heads in two rows of three. These were perfectly rounded red holes, perfectly lined up. They wore these peach colored robes and sandals. At first I that they belonged to the Hare Krishna religion but they’re robes didn’t look that of a Hare Krishna.

The girl refused to move and the only other seats available was the one in the very front and another in the very back. My brother and I didn’t want to be separated so we asked the girl once again for our seats back. She ignored us.

We went up to the bus driver and explained the situation. He told us that he had this group on the bus once before and they created a lot of problems for him. Apparently they started with really bizarre behavior on the bus one time before.

The bus driver got on his microphone and announced that everyone should have the same seat as they had before and if you were getting on the bus for the first time, then find a seat that is not already taken. It was obvious that Tony and I had already had seats considering our stuff was on it but the dumb bitch had thrown it on another seat. She still refused to move even after the bus driver told her to move. He got fed up with her and told her, “You either find another seat that is not taken from a previous boarded passenger or I call the cops and have you arrested for harassment of these minors.”

Well whaddya know, the bitch spoke English! “Sorry about that.” She said and moved to another seat.

Tony and I continued with our CD players. A couple of hours later, we both were snoozing, when this horrible smell began to pervade the bus. We couldn’t figure out what it was. It was a stomach turning smell and a lot of the people on the bus were gagging. I looked over at one of the religious freaks and saw one of them rubbing some type of oil on the holes in her head. She accidentally dropped the bottle. We finally figured out where the smell was coming from when the liquid went oozing all over the walkway of the bus. The driver had to stop and he made the girl clean up the mess. After that, he told them that they couldn’t open the oil bottles because it was making people sick. The leader which was a male, scolded the women for opening their oil bottles. I felt bad but c’mon. I can’t believe they didn’t have the common sense to wait until they were off the bus and at their destination. Damn freaks!