Bus buddies - fascists, ADD boy, a mean old lady and what the hell is that smell?

What a jacked up ride home today.

damn.

Ok, while waiting to get on the bus I overheard "Susie" and "Bob" behind me yammering:

Susie: ...and you know I think that we should make them have the election next week. After they vote just turn the county over to them. We have tried to work with them long enough. It's a county full of terrorist. Let them have it. If the new leaders want to work with us then fine. If not let them kill each other. We aren't getting any help anyway from anyone and we are the ones that have to shoulder the burden helping those folks.
Bob: Yeah....
Susie: you know I listen to talk radio driving home everyday to keep up with what is really happening. And I am tired of people blaming the US for fighting against terrorism.
Bob: Yeah...on Fox last night they were talking about that armor question that Rumsfield was asked. Like that armor they are putting on even really helps at all...
Susie:...You know that John Kerry and John Edwards and John Kennedy...uh...what's that guy's name....kenndy......the bad one....Ted Kenndy....they all voted against giving the armor to the troops. They are the reason the troops do not have what they need.....
Bob: ....and we are the only ones that can do the job.....the UN can't...
Susie:....please, the UN has never done anything good. The UN has never gone into a county and done anything...and they are nothing but a bunch of crooks.
Bob:.....yeah, and all they want is for us to give them more money....

Kiss my ass.

Then I get on my bus and manage to sit at the front away from the Hannity twins.

At the next stop tons of people get on board and a guy sits down next to me. As he settles in I am surprised to see he has Howard Zinns
Peoples History of the United States. I start to think about telling him what a great book it is. You know, here is a comrade and maybe I can get him to talk loud enough to piss off the twins. But then something tells me to keep my mouth shut. Very good idea.

The guy (now named ADD boy) can't be still. I first think that he is just uncomfortable and full of office fruit cake. But within the first 10mins ADD boy takes off his coat, re-arranges his shirt 5 times and shifts around in his seat like he has some severe ass rash. By the time we get 20 mins into our 1 hour ride, ADD boy continues to shift around, readjusting his shirt, opening and closing his book 37 times, and all the time bumping into me. The whole hour long trip he does not finish the first page.

While this is going on next to me, up front this older woman is talking loud as hell. As people are having causal conversations around her, she is attempting to tell them what she thinks about everything she overhears. She is the mean old lady.
Someone mentions that the credit unions are closed the rest of the week. Mean old lady starts talking over this person saying that credit unions don't matter and that banks are not allowed to be closed but 3 days straight. Like anyone cares.

So, as I am trying to sleep a little and ignore all this around me......something starts to smell.

What is that funky smell....and the smell keeps getting stronger.

Finally halfway through the ride I finally determine that what I am smelling is rotten bananas.

Who smells like rotten bananas......never figure it out.

It's good to get off this bus today.......