Have you ever stood at a bus stop and wondered where all the buses are? And why they always either come in bunches, or the one that comes is always so crowded you can hardly get on it if you do at all? Then if you are lucky enough to get on one and get a seat, don’t you ever wonder why you are to one who gets to side beside the person who is talking loudly on their cell phone so everyone can have the privilege of listening to their mandate conversations to the point where you want to pull the phone battery and stomp on it? And have you ever got the opportunity to be the one in 50 passengers who has to stand beside the person who needs to find a Chicago facial hair removal salon to tame the eyebrows and beard, and the hair on the head is not looking to healthy either, and you wonder what might be growing in those eyebrows and that beard too? Well, that was me doing all that wondering this morning while trying to get to work. To make it worse, it decided to rain when I got off the train.