(Mental) Health Inspection?
On Saturday night, I ventured into the International District to have some Malay Satay Hut foods with M*A*N. (p.s. Do not look at the pictures if you have a weak stomach! Good, otherwise.) We hopped on a 49 route bus which, since it was late on a weekend night and morphed into the 7 route, took us all the way into the ID. It was SLOW GOIN' as our driver demonstrated typical Seattle-style passive non-maneuvers through traffic. Following dinner, I felt a little sick (due to the pictures referenced above) and much to my dismay, the SAME driver picked us up. He must have driven so slowly that he only made it to the end of the line and back during the entire time we were eating. The coach was 85+ degrees and fetid. Nevertheless, the driver's comments were the creepiest part of the evening. Remembering us, he commented "AH! All the way down here for some chow?! Better get a health inspection!" Ew, man! WTF?
posted by Final Answer @ 1:12 PM
3 Comments:
Totally! As a Seattle bus spotter I rarely take a cab, but that was not the case in Chicago. One night a tip-SAY me was asked to go 'down to the clubs' with my cabbie. He was even going to pay! I said no. Fancy that.
glad one of remembered to blog this!!
note to drivers as the weather cools: please don't make the coach fetid with heat!!!
Wha?!?!? Fetid, M-A-N?
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