I’m a bus driver. There are a lot of sad, lonely, pathetic wretches who ride the bus and think I’m their best friend. I thought I met weirdoes when I worked the graveyard shift at a convenience store. Now I meet weirdoes who aren’t allowed to drive.
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I’m a bus driver. There are a lot of sad, lonely, pathetic wretches who ride the bus and think I’m their best friend. I thought I met weirdoes when I worked the graveyard shift at a convenience store. Now I meet weirdoes who aren’t allowed to drive.