4 girls + 1 dirty man = really creeped out

Where to begin…It’s hard to really put your finger on the best words to describe the city bus.
It all started on a hot day in September….just kidding…after studio yesterday I went upstairs to get on my computer to check out the Greensboro Department of Transportation website, and that right there was a feat in itself. It wasn’t the easiest thing to navigate or understand. When I finally found the maps of the bus routes I didn’t know where to begin. Basically it was roads with colorful lines on it, but as I’m looking at these maps thoughts are going through my head “What about the people that don’t have access to the internet or a computer how do they know what/where to go? Who am I going with because I definitely not going by myself…” After studying for a few more minutes and still not coming to any definite conclusion I just decide to give up and give it a go. Around the same time Megan comes up and asks if I want go with them (Megan, Meg, and Sara)…Thanks goodness I’m not going alone…So off we go, I pick up my camera at my apartment so I can get some nice candid shots of us on the bus and we head to Meg’s apartment. Turns out there is a bus stop right down the road from Meg’s apartment so we park our cars and start walking…After that it seems to be all down hill…Because none of us had ever rode the city bus in Greensboro we had know idea what to expect or what to do we didn’t know where we would end up, or if we’d make it back home…We hadn’t been at the bus stop for more than a minute when we see it flying down the rode towards us. So hurriedly we all scramble for our cash to pay the fare already confused. I was the first to get on so I was the Ginny pig. While inserting the money the driver starts asking me questions of where I’m going, if I’m getting off or going to the depot, obviously I didn’t know so I turn to the three behind me and ask are we going to the depot…confused and nervous I just mumble God knows what and walk to the back of the bus where there isn’t anyone. It’s funny to me now when I look back at it because I know those people could tell we were all newbes, because we were obviously the least comfortable with our surroundings. Even though there were numerous seats available near the front of the bus we headed straight to the back where there were four seats next to each other. Ironic since how as a white woman 50 years ago I would have preferred to sit in the front…So we’re riding on the bus, being challenged with the task of trying to stay in our seats. The bus obviously lacks in hydraulics and is bouncing around; slamming on brakes ever two seconds, and gives you whip lash.
We’ve been on the bus for around 10 minutes and the entire time I’m filming and we notice near the front of the bus this strange looking man keep looking at us and waving. 4 girls + 1 dirty man = really creeped out. Suddenly we see that we are pulling into the depot confusing and panic starts to set in again…”What do we do, do we stay on the bus? Do we get off? If we get off where do we go, what bus to we get on?” We come to the conclusion to ask the bus driver…As Megan and Meg head to the front to ask the bus driver which bus to get on Sara and I get trapped…We notice that the creepy man from the front of the bus is heading towards us I look at Sara see the second exit and start saying just get off, get off here…narrow escape…We wait for Megan and Meg, funny enough the bus driver didn’t understand us. He couldn’t understand why we would want to get on the bus just to go back to where we came from…Guess what neither did we mister…So we realize we need to be on bus nine so we board that bus and hand the driver our tickets, as we turn down the isle we realize there’s no seats together so we spilt up. The majority of the trip I’m twisted in my seat filming our journey when suddenly I look down and the man sitting two seats down from me has decided that he didn’t want to use just his seat but he’d also like to use mine too; he had his arm and hand propped up on the back of my seat prevented my from being able to lean back, because Lord knows I wasn’t touching his hand…My brain starts to mess with me, my back cramps up man I really wanted to lean back…Down the road we see familiar territory we’re approaching where we got on. We reach our destination and hurriedly get off the bus.

All in all this “adventure” has been just another game in second year studio. And the name of the game is trail and error…