Hey Team,

I’ve never made any attempt at keeping secret the fact that Greyhound is my least favorite method of travel. There are some pretty unsavory characters rolling around those terminals.

When I was traveling to St. Louis I had the privilege of sharing the bus with an older man with a bushy white beard, a head just a little too small for his body and a persistent hacking cough. All in all, nothing out of the ordinary there.

BUT, as I was standing in line with the rest of the dregs of humanity today, getting ready to leave St. Louis (bound for Atlanta by way of Nashville), I look to my right and what should I see? A small old man with a bushy white beard, a head just a little too small for his body and a persistent hacking cough wearing the exact same clothes he was wearing three days ago! So naturally, I instantly looked down upon him as a dirty slob with no direction in life.

It was shortly after that when I realized I’d just called the kettle out for wearing a Mickey Mouse jacket.

I better go change my clothes.

I’m done.

Brett.

I know what would make you feel better!


Thanks!