Since I'm taking a walk down memory lane with my stories lately, I thought I would tell a few about the old bus driver days...I had two kids on my bus who wore Insane Clown Posse t-shirts everyday. One day it was cold and I thought no ICP shirts today and sure enough there was and Insane Clown Posse sweatshirt!!! Anyways, Freddie was one of the kid's names and he was throwing paper at all the kids on the bus. Being the ignorant bus driver I was, I didn't realize this until a girl comes up and says, "If you don't do something about Freddie throwing paper, then I will." So, like a good bus driver, the next day I pulled the bus over and gave a lecture about how stupid it would be if a high school kid actually had to get written up for throwing paper. A short while later, I dropped Freddie off at his stop and he walked in front of the bus and stopped. With a scary look on his face, the brought his hand up to his neck and made a slashing motion like he was threatening to kill me or something. I seriously thought, "Great, I'm going to go out as a bus driver...." What did I do? I used my bus driver power and ran him over! No, just kidding. I wrote that piece up! The next few days old buddy Russ rode on the bus to make sure everything was cool...and it was.
Ok, sorry 2 about ICP kids--the other kid, I can't remember his name. He was a little more quiet and dressed a bit more Gothic (as if ICP is not Gothic enough, I know). One day he got off the bus and walked across the front of the bus and held up a sign he had made that said, "Honk if you think I'm sexy." What was I to do in this situation...the thought of honking did bring sexual harassment by the bus driver to my mind...but then I said, what the heck and Honked! Me and that kid were tight ever since.
Another crowd I loved on the cheese wagon were the black kids...they were my favorite. There was a whole little group on my bus and they were the 'cool' ones who kinda ruled the bus. No one ever seemed to know my name on the bus, so they just called me Ms. Bus Driver. I would always get the request to turn the radio station to the rap station by hearing, "Ms. Bus Driver, Ms. Bus Driver, can you turn it to 97.1?" I think I will always remember that radio station. The most popular song at the time of my bus drivin days was that song by Ja Rule that goes, "where would I be without my baby...the thought alone might break me...and I don't want to go crazy...every thug needs a lady..." This one kid just loved the song and would walk up and down the isle with his sweet walk and sing it. I think I should have told him to sit down more than just watching him cause I thought he was awesome!
Oh, sweet memories...too bad I only did that for one semester. Kel probably has a lot better stories!
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