Always a joy

I love people that load up on the cologne before they go into work. Especially when it's super sweet smelling, like rotting flowers. Oh, and if they have really bad breath and breathe on you the entire commute in, that's fantastic as well. If you hit your head on the plastic hand straps that hang from the ceiling poles, that makes for a fun commute. Finally, if you read in the paper about how the board of directors for metro don't ride the train or bus with any consistency during the year because it's not convenient for their commute, you must have been sitting with me today as I rode into work and you are ecstatic.