Bus Drivers, We Appreciate You (in Haiku)
According to the Seattle Transit Blog (and other sources), today is International Bus Driver Appreciation Day.
In Seattle, we rely on Metro to get us around — when it's snowing, when we've been drinking and when we're going somewhere with no parking. And while we've all surely had our fair share of unpleasant run-ins with unreliable schedules, obscured stops that always get passed by, and drivers who are less than pleasant, the fact is: driving a bus is a tough job. We'd like to take this moment to thank the brave soldiers who clock in every morning to drive us around. Because they suffer budget cuts, answer passengers' questions and put up with some seriously distressing situations.
So, bus drivers of King County and beyond, here's a token of appreciation from Seattlest staffers. We hope you enjoy the medium of choice: haiku.
Oh mister driver
That man is showing his junk
Wish I sat up front
Dealing with crazy
Long conversations with same
You need longer breaks
Driver sir, or ma'am
It smells like pee up in here
I know it's not you
Friendly driver man
When my pals came from Boston
Your "hello" scared them
No blowjobs on bus
Please don't make me call the cops
No ma'am, I'm in charge
Pretty snow. Hills of
Ice and death. Youtube laughs, but
You are Superman.
Jovial Driver,
You didn't have to stop, but
You did. So thank you.
Running down the hill
In heels. You pause and I ride.
You are my hero.
49 driver
Your thousand stuffed animals
Are comforting me
My favorite is when
Downtown Seattle buses
Drive like they are cabs
Do you hate driving?
Master of bus and our fates
Because we love you
Do you love your bus driver? Tweet at them, give them a formal commendation or, better yet, thank them in person.
