Saturday night Sam and I ventured out into our neighborhood for some Bar BQ. We met up with Pax and Mary and ate some finger-lickin' pulled pork, sausage, ribs and brisket. This is some of the best grub we have found north of good ol' Austin, Texas. I highly recommend Bar BQ to anyone in Brooklyn with a hankerin' for some tongue-ticklin' BBQ! After dinner, we headed back to the Levine pad for tons more drinking. But before we got to the pad.... Trouble ensued.
Allow me to break down the MTA mishap that we encountered. In order to keep from walking 25 blocks back to our apartment at 11:00 pm in the cold, we decided to take a bus. The bus only comes once an hour late at night and we had about 15 minutes before it was to pick us up. So we stopped for beer and decided to walk to the next bus stop in order to keep moving in the cold. Before we reached the stop, the bus came lumbering down the street. We had yet to reach the actual stop so Sam and Pax ran for it and were able to catch it. Mary and I were close behind when the driver closed the doors and began to drive off. It then stopped at a red light and we proceeded to continue running to catch up. As we got to the bus, Sam had hopped off to wait for us and Pax had jammed himself in the door. He was being yelled at by the bus driver who was refusing to stop between stops to let us gals on. Had Pax not stood his ground, we would have had a long walk. I thanked the driver for letting us on and he mumbled some sort of obscenity. When we reached our destination, he yelled at us about something and Sam gave him the finger. I'm tempted to contact the MTA to let them know that our driver seemed way too concerned about staying on his "schedule" rather than ensuring the safety of his riders. What an ass!
Well we all had a big laugh about it and drank heavily, toasting our dickhead bus driver! Hooray MTA (snicker, snicker)
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