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Get on the Bus!

So I got a call last night from my sister Pam. She had just gotten off the phone with my ever-so-understanding Dad (who claims he get a raw deal here on the blog, but more on that later). Pam decided to take a new job.

Apparently, my father used some disparaging words to describe the candidate pool from which he believes usually applies for this particular job. He was concerned how this would affect her career.

Pam saw this as an attack on her believing he effectively called her a degenerate, loser and nobody. All this cause she is going to be a school bus driver??

So I call the old man out, embellished a bit (she was not actually in tears Dad, sorry I might have added that for effect). He didn't think he was that bad and genuinely felt bad thinking he made her that upset. Which is somewhat redeeming for talking without thinking...

Here is what I think: I am amazed. Given Pams driving record, I am amazed. This is the girl who drove my poor old grandma's classic Chevy Citation over a rock wall (I believe it became lodged in the wall). She sideswiped a telephone pole, and took out a whole big section of fence and ending up in someone's yard. And those are just the ones we know about...

Seriously, I think she will do great and I am happy she found something that fits with her life. I see it as a total plus for her, despite what my dad says.

Oh, he also thought the bus drivers were a cult as evidence by this image of the political action bus drivers lobby. Dad hates cults. Except for Amway, Quorum, Quickstep, Cigar Smokers Anon, We the People, Digital Equipment Corp, AOPA...

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