It’s a regular day on TheBus. I get up at 5 a.m. and prepare for my dreaded hour-and-a-half commute to campus.
When I sit down in the Express-Downtown bus that I catch Mondays at 6:26 a.m., I feel an ache lodged in my stomach. And so the squirming begins.
This unnecessary endurance test is a (literal) pain in the butt for everyone involved. The name of the game: Don’t miss your chance to not pee your pants…