My Totally I̶r̶r̶a̶t̶i̶o̶n̶a̶l̶ Rational Fears

Is it weird that I want bus drivers to like me?


I was thinking about this the other day.  Like, why does it matter if I'm on their good side or not?


I've never seen the same driver twice.  It's kind of an irrational fear.


But then I thought


Is it really that irrational?


I mean, nothing's really stopping THIS


from happening.



















Later...



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Another Totally Rational Fear I have:

Why waiters scare the tar outta me.