I was standing in the middle of a shopping mall transit plaza holding a six-pack of orange soda cans watching some guy drive off with my bus loaded with people who weren’t supposed to be on it in the first place. I’d been trying to get rid of the passengers all morning but everytime I stopped, more people got on.
I kept explaining to them that it was an on-demand service but they weren’t listening and if I kicked them all off, the long legged blond in the short jean cutoffs would also go, so I kept driving.
And then my bus gets stolen! The bag next to my seat held my cell phone and my wallet so all I had left was six cans of orange soda, which I can’t stand. Then I woke up. I’ll take this as a warning on this snowy Friday and lock my bus up today.
I always dreamt I was driving and couldn’t find the right address. LOL
You had me scared Jim. My heart was pounding so hard. Saying oh no not his bus. Dog gone you any ways.
Thank you! You made me laugh out loud :-) LOL
That’s funny, in most of my driving dreams I can’t control my vehicle, which is so contrary to my everyday experience where I pride myself on that control.