Socks for Sale

I discovered a new* bus that cuts cross town and goes a ton of places I often want to go. Which is great.

Also on this bus; a dude selling socks. Two packages for five bucks. A pretty good deal.

I have small feet, so I didn't bite (sock tip: socks sold in bulk, even on buses, are never small), but it did get me wondering ... why isn't there more of this? And why, oh why, can't there be someone selling coffee on the bus in the morning? I mean, I know that drinking and eating are a no-no on Metro, but I would be a smarter, nicer, more considerate, and overall better rider with a fresh, hot cup of coffee in my hand. I probably wouldn't even think unkind thoughts about the woman on the bus with ugly-as-hell-what-were-you-thinking-those-killed-several-animals Ug boots with the fur tassel balls.

In case you are listening, sock dude. Two for five bucks, huh? I'd pay it for coffee.

*By "new" bus, I mean new to me. The 90 bus has been serving the people of D.C. far longer than I've even been living here. I didn't mean for a minute to imply that the bus didn't exist before I hopped on for the first time. How very egocentric that would have been. Totally unlike a blog all about how I get to and from places.