I wish all Greyhound bus drivers said this, and yes it actually happened.
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Apologies for the late comic. I’m still getting back from vacation right now so that’s not conducive to doing comics. On the way back to New York there was this Chinese woman going off on the ticket ripper. It’s completely beyond me how she didn’t understand why the bus took six and a half hours instead of four and a half despite being express (could’ve been the same bus as mine). As far as I know the maximum number of stops has always been only one or two.
The bus back did end up taking almost five and a half hours which isn’t so bad. This year I chose to travel on Tuesday instead of Wednesday but I think that only marginally helped out. Still it was a great Thanksgiving. Tons of really good food and desserts and the last thing I had before I came back was some really nummy Taiwanese style dim sum we always get on weekends when I’m around (the more people, the more dishes you can order!!)
When I start telling anyone this story I start off by saying that if I described this guy he’ll be instantly familiar because we’ve all met him in our lifetime. Baseball cap, mustache, large waist, bad B.O., walkie talkie cell phone, breathes very heavily and will talk to anyone who will listen (and people who will try their best not to). The bus driver very adamantly said that no cell phones with speakers were allowed and that calls should be limited to 2 minutes long or for emergency use. This guy lowered the *beeda-boop!* sound in his phone but by the end of the trip I guess the volume increased or something. In his defense he wasn’t the ONLY annoying person on the bus. There was a girl sitting behind him broadcasting her life story to everyone nearby.
I ate half a sandwich on the bus but couldn’t eat any more of it because I had a headache and slight nausea from smelling his B.O. His B.O. was also only active when he was awake. When he first got on I had a whiff of it and then it seemed to dissipate somewhat, but not enough that it wasn’t there at all. Then during one part of the trip he was asleep and I barely smelled a thing. As soon as he woke up it woke up with him.
I don’t understand what his thinking was in denying the fact the bus was 30 minutes late. How do you not understand an idea that a bus is subject to the mercy of the traffic? Plus his wife was asking him where he was which is stupid because without street signs you can’t tell anything especially when there aren’t even lights on that part of the highway.
When he got off the bus he was saying “Aw man, never again. Three and a half hours on a bus is enough, I couldn’t do any more.” I really wanted to tell him that the bus ride was actually five hours total, but I bit my tongue.”
I’m bad at procrastinating when it comes to buying my bus tickets. Well, actually I’m good at procrastinating, if I was bad then I would be getting them way in advance like I should. This comic was drawn because this was the first year I didn’t spend Christmas with anyone in my family, which meant I had no reminder to draw a family related comic strip. What I ended up doing was hanging around Chinatown with one of my Jewish friends which was fun in its own right. That was the first time I had been to Chinatown on Christmas and I hadn’t realized the implications.
Basically every single knock off merchandise vendor was out on the sidewalk because there were no cops to speak of to shut them down. When I say all of them were there I mean ALL OF THEM were there. The normally packed sidewalks were bursting at the seams with bootleg merchandise and stupid tourists with nothing else to do because all the other stores are closed.
Ah Chinatown, giving people stuff to eat when there’s nowhere else to go.
Sometimes I think the sleep I get in bed is never as good as the sleep I get sitting upright or standing while I’m in the subway during the morning commute. My head will be down and have absolutely no support, but it’s so easy to almost fall asleep. Part of me think it stems from being tired from waking up, but I’ll have equal amounts of fatigue then as after a long day’s work and I finally get to my bed.
Plus, one strip I can’t do is one about how sleep you have when you’re still wearing your street clothes is better than when you’re in pajamas. Those moments when you just lie down in your bed for a second, the computer, TV and lights are all on and you fall asleep. That’s some of the best sleep you can ever get.
This is a real bus announcement that I heard. I think it speaks for itself.
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