Today I got stuck behind clown bus. This is a bus that stops at a local trailer park and I swear more children get off that bus at that stop than the bus can legally carry. I swear it. It's just a never ending stream of kids. Anyway, we have snow on the ground and the road itself is a thick sheet of ice.
I flashed back to when I was a 6th grader and got off the bus under similar weather conditions after school. This was before they had the kids all stand on the side of the road and the driver waved them to cross. Nope, we just got off and crossed.
I walked in front of the bus, slipped and fell on the ice and found myself UNDER the front of the bus staring up at the bottom of it. I laid there for a minute because I was afraid the driver didn't see me fall and would start driving. At least I had the presence of mind to be aware that if he didn't see me go down, if I just laid still and he moved the bus, it would just go right over the top of me leaving me laying alone in the middle of the road.
After what seemed like forever, and the bus didn't move, I crawled on my belly out from under the bus and stood up. Thank God the driver was sitting up leaning over the steering wheel watching for me. Now the big question. Why did this douchebag not get his butt out of the seat and come help me?