Yep, not everyone takes their meds regularly! My favorite was the guy in front of me who applied his deodorant just before he got off.....after talking to himself quite a bit. He wasn't subtle about it either....those arms went up like he was hailing a cab, then some vigorous scrubbing with the deodorant stick.....well, at least he didn't smell!
The second leg of the trip, when I actually was to take a Greyhound, the woman in the information/customer service booth looked like she took a double dose of her meds. She couldn't tell us anything about why our bus was a full hour late and for some of us, whether the other busline would hold our bus in Bangor, since there would not likely be any other way to go the next 200 miles to our destination. Then she casually got up, put on her coat, inspected the bus outside that she'd told us wasn't ours, boarded us, and she was the DRIVER!!!! She lost a couple of minutes at each stop, and once, actually left us in the bus while she slowly walked up a street and disappeared into a candy shop for ten minutes.
I spent several hours making phone calls, trying to find a way to get from the closed bus station in Bangor to my final stop. Couldn't get another bus, no car rental places that I could leave a car up North, and we couldn't even find a U-Haul truck place open in Bangor after 6 PM on a Friday. The other woman who really was in a panic was going to try to see her mother in the hospital before she died, as she'd suffered a stroke the night before. A one-way flight would be $700. Hence the bus, at $97.
Finally, just five minutes before the station in Bangor was to close, she called and talked to an employee who was touched by her story and agreed to ask the driver to turn around and come get us, over an hour late. The driver agreed, and the employee stayed and kept the station open for us, too. AND the driver actually dropped the other lady off right at the emergency entrance of the hospital, and dropped me off ten miles closer to my parent's house. I actually arrived at their house a few minutes AHEAD of schedule. So it turned out ok, but boy, were my shoulders up by my ears by then!
I won't even talk about my seat-mate. Wish I'd thought of the backpack thing. But a woman asked if she could sit with me because she was scared of the deodorant guy. She seemed harmless, so I said ok. Yikes. She drove me nuts. Quadrupled my stress level, if that was possible!
Ahhh, just had some popcorn with butter and romano cheese and a large glass of cold chocolate milk. Here is how I made the chocolate milk....I heated up a little water, stirred in a couple of spoonfuls of Hershey's baking cocoa, a tiny pinch of sea salt, and three squirts of stevia extract. I stirred, stirred, stirred, then added cold goat's milk, not shaking the bottle so I would get a little extra cream. I used a pint of milk, and added a little homemade vanilla extract. Mmmmmmm.......