Today I rode the bus home from work. And for the first time in a very long time in Southern California, I felt oddly communal. Now, for some of you living in other parts of the world, taking the bus may not seem like such a strange thing. Here, in Southern California, it’s not often that you would take a bus, and even less often that you would
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I was riding MARTA here in Atlanta (You may have been on MARTA before one of the numerous times you have been here, but who knows.)
Anyway, a man comes from one car into my car... by prying open the door, stepping/leaping to the next car, and pulling open the next set of doors. He's wearing an old trench coat and yells: "Alright everybody, listen up!"
At first people thought he was going to shoot them or something. He then asked what time it was and began telling people that he owns his own company, but is homeless, and may, infact, be jesus. He went on to say that he was Jesus and that if we could tell him the difference between privacy and secrecy that he will give us 37 cents. He got off at the next station and we never saw him again.
*blink*
I just realized the story is a lot funnier if you experienced it in person, but whatever. ;)
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