Nov 16, 2006
on launching grenades at mississauga transit
the bus was scheduled to arrive in the tunnel at 9.41pm. i waited downstairs where a blinking sign alerts commuters of the bus’ arrival. one blink of the sign later and i made my way to the stairs. two blinks later i was at the top. coinciding with the final step of my ascent was the bus’ ass departing the tunnel. 3 blinks and it was gone! an overwhelming sense of confusion carried me to that edge where i again saw the bus’ ass leave the subway station with the arrogant glow of the 20W LED sign tattooed on the small of its back laughing in my face. the bus had driven right through the station. in a split second my brain calculated the odds of me running that bus down and i made a choice. “GO!”. i’m really really fast, so i took off. i caught it at the next stop no more than 200 yards away. the doors opened, someone climbed on and i arrived almost exactly as the doors were closing. they closed. i pounded on the door. the bitch drove off. i waited in the rain for the next bus.
the only thing that kept me from using my rpg launcher were the innocent people inside. never have i regreted a decision more.
