Is it Tuesday?

Monday Morning:

Its 7:45am at the MAX stop and a drunken voice calls out to anyone listening on the platform "is it Tuesday??". No one answers as he continues off the platform. He must hate Mondays as well.

Monday Afternoon:

Max service was halted between PGE park and the Rose Garden Arena because of a damaged electrical cable on the Steel Bridge (max of course is electric). Shuttle buses are moving people from downtown to the Rose Garden to catch the Eastside Max(s).

On the shuttle bus is where a young man sits beside me and begins his chatting. I sense a hint of Pabst Blue Ribbon on his breath..."Hey how are you?" He mumbles. "Good thanks" I reply. "I'm heading to school, here you coming from?" He says. He continues to question me about what I do and where I am from. He tells me that he is a very nervous person and that he has to perform a speech in his Theology class tonight...

Why do they flock to me?? Do I look like someone you know? Huh?!! I like to sit and keep to myself and get the heck home but noooo I attract all the odd ones! Let me be clear, I have nothing against Theology, college, school, PBR or any of that...Just ride the bus already!