Waiting for Metrot

Oh, Bus 38B. We tried our best to be good citizens. We took you to Georgetown a couple Sundays ago to see a movie. We checked the schedule, and, even though you only run once per hour on Sunday, it said you would arrive at Wisconsin and M at 2:41. Alas, you showed up more than 15 minutes late. On a Sunday. When there's no traffic to blame.

And my wife was amused by the woman who, pointing to her schedule in-hand, complained to the driver about his lateitude. This woman, as you might expect, was summarily ignored.

Sorry, Bus 38B. Looks like you're fired.

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