Wrong Bus

One downside of living on the Leeward side of Oahu: the buses are a bit more crowded. Something like this:
This past Friday, I was on an especially crowded bus. I observed that even after the bus had filled to twice its legal capacity, it occurred to not one of the three dozen people waiting to board that "Hey, this might not be the last bus out of Vietnam." So they all filed on, with the bus driver asking those in the back to move to the roof. Getting off at my stop required a strategy similar to that used by clowns in small cars.

But the worst part was realizing later that evening that I had driven the car to work that morning.