Bus Stop

B and I were waiting at the bus stop this morning alone. We talked for awhile and then spaced out into the cars/trucks driving by. I was thinking how I was getting everyone where they needed to be this afternoon and evening. (I still haven't figured out how I am going to accomplish this.) B looks at me and says,

"I bet I know what you are thinking."

me, "I don't think you are really thinking about how I am getting you and K here and there this afternoon."

B, "Yeah, you're right. I am thinking about pollution. Look at all these cars and trucks going by. More people should be riding their bikes. This is serious stuff, Sue."

This is serious stuff Sue? Where the heck does she get this stuff? She should be running for President.