So today I took the bus to work. And it made me feel great about myself. You might be thinking, “Yeah, this treehugger feels great because she is doing good for the environment.”
But…
You’d be wrong.
On the bus, I am the champion of personal hygiene. I am the best dressed. Hell, I am in the 10% that still has my own teeth. I know the best kept secret: deodorant. And even when I have a giant hole in the crotch of my pants, showing the world my bright pink underwear, I am still doing better than 99.9% of the people around me.
(Yes. I did have a hole in the crotch of my pants. No. I didn’t know it was there until 5 minutes before the end of my work day. Don’t worry. I was plenty embarrassed.)
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