Atlanta Bus Depot A.K.A "HELL"

Soooo...I decided that riding a bus from Atlanta to South Carolina would beat the heck out of paying $600 to fly directly into S.C. I also decided that the bus depot wouldn't be that bad. I was right about beating the 600...but WRONG, DEAD WRONG about the bus depot.

IT WAS HORRIBLE. AND GROSS. AND FULL OF-- for lack of better words-- INTERESTING FOLKS. :)

Here's how it went:

I arrived at the airport with about 3 hours to spare before catching a bus to the Atlanta Depot. I went to the Greyhound Bus TRAILER (uh, yes, I said trailer)to have my will-call ticket printed up.

CREEK((the door opens))

Blank stare from Greyhound employee. Am trying not to make completely disgusted face. The room is foul and humid with Miss Employee of the year's hangover breath.

HG: Uhh...Hi...I'm supposed to catch a bus at noon."

Her: Wide eyes...annoyed...waiting for me to finish.

HG: um...where am i going to be doing that?

Her: Rat back thurr...B'hind this heah' traila' But it ain't fa' three hou-ahs.
I am clearly the biggest idiot she's seen all day. And her two little friends agree. It is freezing outside and i guess I best be findin' me somewhere ELSE to keep warm. I am NOT welcome in the trailer to wait.

I felt so unwelcomed and ready to get the hell out of there, that i forgot to print my tickets.

2.5 hours later I head back to hangover heaven for my ticket. The bus will arrive behind this heah' trailah in 30 minutes and I don't want to miss it.

I am greeted at the LOCKED door by a hand written sign that says "BE BACK 12:30." My bus LEAVES at 12:30. She has neglected to shut the blinds and I see her sitting in a chair...legs on the desk...phone crooked on her shoulder...and food shoveling into her mouth. She sees me and makes NO motion to put her LUNCH BREAK on hold. LUnch break!?? Lunch break!? What has she done that she needs a lunch break?

I tell the bus driver my predicament when he arrives and i have no printed ticket:

BusDRIVER: "Damn lazy asses! I don't have tahm fah this crap. You gawn and tell the station whatcha told me."

I get on the bus without a ticket.

There is a young girl...I guess about 18...with a newborn baby. When we get off the bus I offer to help her carry some stuff.

She accepts my help and gets off the bus and puts her baby...very haphazardly...into the carrier and walks COMPLETELY away to get her luggage. UHH ARE YOU SERIOUS!? I take this opportunity to wrap the baby in warm blankets and adjust her comfortably in the carrier. And I'm talking NEW-BORN people! And she LEFT her..UNATTENDED...with a stranger!

Ok, now are you ready for the DEPOT? I said, "ARE YOU READY FOR THE DEPOT?!" That's better.

I had NO idea what I was about to encounter. Imagine, if you will, a can of sardines. But replace the can with a SMALL bus depot..and the sardines with HUMANS.



It is NOT an exaggeration when i say WALL TO WALL PEOPLE.



On top of being PACKED, there was NOTHING posted about where we were supposed to be. You couldn't move..let alone with your luggage. IT was survival of the fittest and I, apperantly, was the person to ask for help. I had about 7 people come up to me and ask how to read their tickets and where to go. The only way to find out was to get in this HUGE line and ask one of the TWO employees. I almost asked one of them to print me off an info sheet so I could direct some of the traffic.

Now...for the tour of this luxurious facility.

First stop, the restrooms:



BHECH!! is it REALLY that hard to wipe that off?!

And what about this!?:



It's just a shame I can't post the smell.

Now on to the gift shop! What joy.



Come one! Come all! Get 'em while they're hot! From Friendship, plastic, hang thingys, to cheaply made figurines, we've got'em all! And check out those unbeatable prices! I bet they pale in comparison to the quality!!



Attention gentlemen! Don't let lack of planning stop you from telling the woman you love that you want to spend the rest of your life with her! We've got engagement rings from 4.99 and up! Atlanta has a way of bringin' out the romance. What about a bracelet. The gift that keeps on giving....with our brilliant green residue, she'll never forget that you got her that gift! Even when she takes it off. And yeah, real gold does that!?



Get ya' snow globes heah! Get ya' cigarettes heah!! Don't foget'cha quality greyhound toy bus fah tha kiddies! We've got shot glasses! We've got mugs! And Ladies, NOthin' says i love you like a commemerative eagle clock!

I'm alive!

Happy Thanksgiving to everyone! I'm a little late, but I've been in South Carolina...visiting Mr. WONDERFUL!! :) Everything went PERFECT...better then expected...!!!!

More details later.....Hope to talk to you all soon!

Oh no she didn't!!

I went to the bar last night.

I left the bar.

I found THIS right outside my car door!!!!!

Spotlight courtesy of the cop that was parked right next to me. ...Seriously.

HG: "Sir, would you mind shining your light on it so I can take a picture?"

COP: "Sure...do you want it on the puke, or the bra?"

HG: "Right above both would be great!"

COP: "There you go....Have a good night!"

HG: "You too, sir, thanks."

HA!!

BAD AT PACKING

I'm leaving on Tuesday morning at 5am!? That means I'm leaving Monday night. I have a night class that lets out at 8pm. LOVELY.

HATE PACKING!

Allergies hurt!!!

BAD headache... :( WOE IS ME!

You KNOW it's a bad headache when excedrine won't cure it....

To cut...Or not to cut!?

That is the question... SHOULD HG get a hair cut?

(PS I'm not wearing mascera or blush!! SO THERE!)

I feel that the length may be getting a bit out of hand. You be le judge.

Front complete with fake smile and horrible, self timing, photo position...

Back with a pony tail- couldn't reach my arm far enough. You should've seen some of the other shots i got....

Right now it's all one length...I'm thinking maybe layers? Or a little shorter.....What d'ya think?

In My Mind I'm Gone To Carolina.....

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I love James Taylor...but that's not what I'm talking about. In exactly one week I will be heading to North Carolina! To see Mr. Wonderful!!

To all of my blog-friends- I know him...I was friends with him before....and I am not going to meet someone I JUST met on the internet! Also, yes, my dad does know about this. :)

Sooo...News about me? HOMEWORK. I have 4 things that i have to do for tomorrow and 10 things that i need to do for next week. I don't understand why ANYONE has class next week! It's Thanksgiving!?!?

With that...I will retreat to my cave where I will be doing homework and wishing I was somewhere else.

My backkk.....

I fell yesterday!! Yes, I fell! I was asleep under the stairs, on this carpeted platform thing we have at school, when i crawled out and attmpted to stand up.

**CRASH**

Purse contents scatters....

Fall to knees under heavy contents of stupid backpack....

Can't pull myself up! lol

Two guys (horrifyingly..is that a word!?) assist me with standing...while some other poor guy shuffles the contents of my purse back together.

AWFUL!

In my defense:

My backpack weighs 27lbs! AND THIS IS A SKINNY SCALE that weighs LESS then the dr's WRONG scale. :)

Tis the reason for my fall and my yummy back spasms I presume.

VPL!! AHGHGHGHG!

Visible Panty Line.

I can think of very few exceptions to this being a NO-NO!

My case in point.

Under NO circumstances will this be fun to see.

She was WAY too pretty to be puttin' it all out there like that!

Have I Tamed the Wild Beast!?**Updated PS**

She's at it again. My PFP (Personal Food Pillager).
(Please keep in mind that I will do my best to recreate this verbatim.)

I got to class today and brought another bag of chips and a sandwich.

I opened my bag of chips.

Reached in for the first one.

Aimed the chip towards my mou-----

"CAN I HAVE ONE, DO YOU MIND?"

I HADN'T EVEN HAD ONE!! Deep breath.

"Sure.."

..........4 min later...........

She's spent the last 240 seconds avoiding eye contact with my potato skins:

"May I please have another??? :) " Practically begging.

Ok, honestly....

......Another 3 minutes later......

I kid you NOT!

"((whines like dog...gives huge grin)) PLEASE...Just one more!"

THAT'S IT! Keep in mind this was a very nice sarcastic tone but who flipping WHINES LIKE A DOG!? WHO DOES THAT!?!? So now, HG gets some balls:

"Uhh...you need to start bringing food for me! Cause every time I see you you're eating my lunch."

She freaking looks at me like I just flipped out for no reason.

"I can bring you food, that's no problem."

NO! You're right!!! That's NOT the problem...because I don't want YOUR food...I want MY food!!!! To which I say:

"They're only like 75 cents in the vending machine. Why don't you get some sometime?"

Her..."I can buy you a bag next time."

"No, I guess I should buy an extra one for you. haha"

....5 minutes later....

I end up getting pretty full and am starting to feel bad (FOR SOME WEIRD REASON.) So I offer her the rest of the chips:

"Here, I'm really done with them. Do you want the rest?"

"Are you sure!?" (Like...I saw how you just freaked out and I don't want you FREAKING out again. )

Can you believe this!? Well, it gets better!!

I give her the chips.

She licks the bag clean and giggles and points to the back nutritional information label.

"Hee hee... Look at this!" SHe has just pointed out to me that each bag contains 1.75 servings.

WTH!? Ok, what exactly was her motive?! That I'm freaking, freaking out over nothing cause there's clearly almost 2 servings!? OR Omg, this little amount is 2 servings!?

SHE'S SO PASSIVE AGGRESSIVE!! IT'S KILLING ME!

Now...For what happens next, you may need to brace yourselves.

She laughs off the "joke" about serving size and SHAMELESSY ME GIVES ME THE TRASH!! THE EMPTY BAG!! That she CLEARLY felt "belonged" to me!!...so I could deal with it!!! WHY WOULD I WANT THE EMPTY BAG BACK!?

Uh uhhh, honey!! Those are YOUR chips now!!!

The girl next to me FINALLY intervened. I think she saw this whole thing go down and was a bit surprised at how uncouth my little friend actually was (is uncouth too strong?).

My new friend in the class said:

"Oh here, I'll throw that away for you!" (like, why the heck would she want with the empty bag that you just finished!)

THANK YOU FRIEND!

I wonder what Wednesday will bring.


PS In response to your comments... I've tried passive aggressive and she clearly didn't get it! Or...maybe she's winning here and gets it just fine!?

I'M TOO NICE!

Another word to the wise....

IF you eat a snack size version of Pizza Pringles and a regular size Hershey Bar for lunch....and then go running 10 minutes later....

YOU WILL FEEL LIKE PUKING.

"wow..this run is extremely difficult....did I swallow an anvil?...or a bowling ball?.....or a lead plate? huh."

Yeah...that's pretty much what it felt like.

For those inquiring!

We will call this mystery man NC...because that's where he's from. NC is sweet. NC is HILARIOUS. NC is cute, cute, cute and I'm going to visit!

Yay!

And it is official...Our puppy is an old lady. She can't even keep up with me when I'm jogging....when I run, she pants after me like a little two year old ready for a nap.

Sweet doggy.