This morning I was running late (as usual) and traffic was heavier than usual. I get about half way to work and there is a school bus stopped with its red lights going and stop sign out. I almost always stop at the top of this hill anyway because there is a light at the dead bottom of the hill. I wait to make sure I catch it green. Well, this bus sits there and sits there. I try to be a good law abiding biker, but I'm late and the light has already cycled once. I see two kids walk out of a nearby housing complex and board the bus. Still it sits there, I guess waiting for other kids to come out. I put both feet on the ground and slowly rolled by the bus so I could catch the next green light. I only felt mildly guilty.
I hate to sound like an old fogey, but in my day, we had to wait outside for the bus. If we weren't there, we got left behind. As a matter of fact, that's how I really got into biking in the first place. I missed the bus a lot.