THE GAWDDAMN MUTHERFUCKING BUS DRIVER ALMOST FUCKING RAN ME THE FUCK OVER THIS MORNING.
First, he almost didn't pick me up, I shoulda taken that as a sign. He didn't bother to open the doors until I was putting the bike on the front rack. Then, we get to the top of the hill, and us last two passengers on the bus get off, I walk immediately to the front to pick up my bike.
I had my helmet on, bike lock and water bottle in hand. It's not like I wasn't obviously with bike.
I was only ON THE FUCKING BUS FOR FIVE MINUTES.
I walked immediately to the FRONT OF THE BUS IN PLAIN SIGHT OF THE DRIVER.
Next thing I know, he's starting the bus up. I AM ALREADY TAKING THE BIKE OFF AT THIS POINT. The rack brushed my legs before I jumped back in shock. THEN HE STOPPED.
THEN HE OPENED HIS DOOR TO MUTHER FUCKING YELL AT ME FOR BEING IN HIS WAY!!!!!
I got home wishing I still lived at a tenement where I could punch holes into the walls.