Dear John, my dear hubby, is
now a bus driver. Of a morning he has
two runs, one for the primary and elementary school aged children and another
for the middle school and high school kids.
He repeats the same runs in the afternoon when school’s let out. It’s a brand new job for him, only been doing
it about four weeks and one of those weeks he was off due to fall break. The thrill and the newness is fresh!
So, this morning the weather’s
blustery, cold and windy, and he comes stepping up the deck into the house with
a surprised, eye rolling, disbelieving expression on his face, “All because
they THINK they saw snow! The day after Halloween and those kids were
singing Jingle Bells!”
He holds up his hands and
starts ticking off on his fingers, “Then it was Jingle Bells Batman Smells, you
know the song, and Rudolph the Red-Nosed Reindeer, and I Love Rock and Roll, Put Another Dime In The Jukebox, Baby!”
Still in high energy he says,
“I wish I had a recording of ‘em. All
because they think they saw snow!
At least when they’re singing
they’re not up running around like little Mexican jumping beans!”
After a catch-your-breath
pause he finishes, “I kid you not, every bit of it off key!”
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