“The silence got strange. Once the last kid before me got off, the mood shifted completely. It was just me and Darrell, who immediately stopped pretending to be professional. He’d let out a long Funyun-laced fart, adjust in his seat like he was settling in for a cross-country trip, and start driving like he was trying to beat a GPS that had wronged his family. “
Richard, I am so glad I discovered your delightful mind here on Substack! Your mind is unique, and quirky as all get out, and at the same time, honest and thought provoking. Thank you for writing here. I guess some of your pastoral constituents, when you led the sheep in your flock as best you could, did not really get it. But that's okay. I hope you think it's okay too. :)
Never thought that it's possible to write an interesting story about riding a bus. But here we are! And even philosophy is here: "freedom as a solitary confinement." And how about - Aeroflot!? That's why we use trains mostly within the country.
“The silence got strange. Once the last kid before me got off, the mood shifted completely. It was just me and Darrell, who immediately stopped pretending to be professional. He’d let out a long Funyun-laced fart, adjust in his seat like he was settling in for a cross-country trip, and start driving like he was trying to beat a GPS that had wronged his family. “
😂😂😂😂 you kill me.
Richard, I am so glad I discovered your delightful mind here on Substack! Your mind is unique, and quirky as all get out, and at the same time, honest and thought provoking. Thank you for writing here. I guess some of your pastoral constituents, when you led the sheep in your flock as best you could, did not really get it. But that's okay. I hope you think it's okay too. :)
Thank you, Jenni. I’m glad you’re here and you get it!
Never thought that it's possible to write an interesting story about riding a bus. But here we are! And even philosophy is here: "freedom as a solitary confinement." And how about - Aeroflot!? That's why we use trains mostly within the country.
Thank you, Richard. I enjoyed your story.
Nothing like those childhood memories.
I was the last on the bus and the first to be delivered home… would be weird to be the last kid on the bus….
Yes, it was.