misdirection

(revised on 5.10.08 @ 2:49am)

most of the time, when I take the 33 home from work, I sit in the seat in front of the rear door. No particular reason, it’s just a habit. the bus is usually empty, and that seat has plenty of leg room. the one behind it a few feet, behind the rear door, has a big panel that blocks your legs.

the other night when I caught the bus, something in my head told me to sit in the rear seat instead of the frontish one, so I did. and found $2 on the seat. nothing big, but kinda cool, so I was happy.

today I decided to sit there again, and banged my knee on the seat.