Twofer! More of the Little Things and Back on Funemployment

Friday night, I'm driving around when my three little things find me. They are as rambunctious as ever but is already late so I weren't able to hang out with me too long. Story of the night although is all about treats. As usual, I'm driving and they are all standing within a few feet of me when Yara asks if I'd like to try a homemade Mexican treat. They said the name of it, but there is no way I was gonna remember that word, and as soon as the treat was offered there was a huge debate over whether or not I'd be able to handle that much spice because of how white I am. Well I'm not one to back down from free food, no matter how white I am, and I was allowed to try one of these treats. They. Were. Delicious! After I had one, and they saw how much I enjoyed it they decided to give me the entire bag! Twas my lucky night.

So much chili powder!

Next night, Saturday. I pick the three amigos up at 7:30pm and they are just wired. Bouncing off of the walls, swinging on the handrails and being absolutely nuts. Luckily the night was slow and there was no one else on the bus so we had quite a night. Some of the shenanigans include but are not limited to: impromptu snowball fight at a bus stop (I did participate), Yara standing right behind my seat pretending to drive the bus, a childhood confession of stealing a sharpie from school, and a lengthy discussion about how scary buffalo would be if the could shoot fire out of their heads. But the best part of the night was that after three hours all three of them had fallen asleep on seats and I had to wake them up when they were home. 

Left to Right: Yara, Jelena, Jose

Take Two

Part Two: Funemployment

Sunday the 14th, my last day as a bus driver for Park City Transit and I was allowed to dress "casual." I might have taken that a little too far, but it was my last day. What are they gonna do? Fire me? 

In reflection, this was a great winter gig. I had more than enough fun, met oodles of cool people, made new friends and got quite a few days on the slopes. What more can a boy ask for?

I drove that there.

This be my beans in a cup, a drivers best friend and a passengers nightmare.

The bus was in park for this photo. I swear.