When In Rome (On The Hampton Jitney)

I’ve had a whirlwind of a day. First off, I spent 8 (Eight!) hours in Manhattan, which was rough on the stomach, as per usual.

1:PM The day was off to a good start, when I went to the MOMA Design Store and shit talked everything inside. It was very cleansing.

BAM! FLASH FORWARD. 6PM. Chopped cheese in hand, I am waiting in anticipation for the Hampton Jitney to arrive. Glimmering in the distance, I see her purple silhouette in the sunlight. Third in line to board, I get a double seat to myself. I connect to the on board wifi and plug in my phone.

JUST YOU WAIT. (Wait I did) The bus stayed put. I turn off the noise cancelling on my headphones only to hear the sweet sound of a lady yelling at the employees. #OurBusIsBroken!!

I try to read Harry Potter and soak in the AC, but I keep getting distracted… Life of a woman #Adulting. Before I know it, the next bus rolls up. I step on, and am hit with a waft of stank. No matter, I forage on and find a seat. (Aisle) (Not Solo). Down on my luck, I feel discouraged. #ThePlotTwisted. What was that? Like birds chirping in spring, I hear the driver saying that this bus trip will be refunded.

#GodBlessAmerica 🇺🇸🌾🦅🏈