So my car met it's new mechanic the other day. We had it towed to this guy who came highly recommended by a client of mine. It was the weirdest thing...we took it in, we waited until the next day, we gave him some money, and we drove away in my running, heated car. It was so smooth. sigh.

Well, there was one day that I had to travel by bus to the beauty supply store. I had no choice. Kelly was going to take me, but his car crapped out on the side of the road the night before. Can you believe our luck? Anyway, don't even get me started on that.

I was chatting with a client about my bus experience (two buses there, and two buses back, but whose counting?) and she told me a funny bus story about her friend.

This girl gets on the bus one day, and takes an empty seat to rest her bones. She glances around the bus half noticing that there are some people standing, even though there were a few empty seats. "mmmmmm, I smell parmigiana cheese," she thinks to herself as she ponders dinner possibilities. "I think I'll have pasta tonight."
Coming out of her thoughts, the girl looks down at her feet to discover she's had them sitting in barf for the entire bus ride.

LOL! Isn't that hilarious? I was laughing out loud while typing it. Poor thing will never be able to have parmigiana again without associating it with some strangers barf.