Adventures on the bus, #128362

The bus rocked last night! Oh my gosh, so many crazy things happened. It was super crowded. I'll recap 2 of my favorite overheard conversations for you.

Man runs up to the bus, knocks on the door.
Girl: Um, Mr. Bus Driver? There's someone who wants to get on.
Bus Driver: Ma'am? Am I doing my job? I don't pick up nobody from the street!
Girl looks at me, quizzically. I shrug, trying not to laugh.

Later.

Woman, just getting on the bus: Is this a 70 bus?
Bus Driver: Lady, what street you on? [note: to be fair, we were on 16th St NW. Only S buses go on 16th St, and everyone who takes the bus knows that]
Woman: Um, yeah, 16th Street, but I'm telling you, the sign on the bus says 70.
Bus Driver: That is MECHANICAL. Come on. You know better.
Woman: What is wrong with you? Metro is always complaining about how they can't raise any money. It's no wonder, with rude employees. I pay your salary!
Bus Driver: You want to walk?
Woman: Merry Christmas to you, Brother.
Bus Driver: Yeah, it's been jolly so far. This day keeps getting better and better.

I checked when I got off the bus. The sign on the front of the bus said S4. I don't know how she got 70 out of that. I have never even heard of a 70 bus.

And then, even better, when I got to my apartment building, there was a cop on the street. Riding a horse. I have never seen a cop on a horse in my 'hood before! I was so excited. I felt rather colonial, minus the white wigs and the smells and the smoked pork. I wanted to take a picture, but I wasn't sure if that was allowed and I didn't want to end up in the slammer.