Mike’s Girl
It has been too long since I have had a good tale to tell. Thank the
good Lord, I got a good one. Having said that I’m sure the Lord had
nothing to do with the behavior that was going on.
It was The Kevin Carpenter Bar Olympics day that put me in the
driver’s seat from 11am until Breezy day ended. The Olympic teams I
was responsible for moving around that day were very well behaved
and having lots of fun competing against each other and raising a
great deal of money for Tybee Teen Cuisine.
The first part of my day was a blast. I was driving the bus all day and
night so I could keep up with everyone needing a ride. I got calls from
three different bars on the south end. Three were going to Poos, three
more going to Poos and one person going to 12th beachside. I swung
through to get them loaded up. As I was rolling down Butler, the one
going to 12th said, “You can just drop me off at the corner.” As my
friend was exiting the bus, one of the dudes said, “Have a nice night
Biscuit.” Biscuit turned back to the dude and fired back with a great
big “Go bleep yourself!” Dude replied back with a very derogatory
word back to Biscuit. So now it was my turn, “Yo! We don’t disrespect
people on Breezy. Do you want to walk the rest of the way?” Dude said
he was sorry, so we continued to head on.
Not even two blocks later Dude said, “Hey driver, you think you heard
what you heard but you’re old and probably can’t hear.” I whipped
the bus over to the shoulder and said, “I heard that! Get out!” He
answered with, “Dudes like you can’t throw me out.” I explained to
him, “I’m the Captain of this ship, get out or I will help you out.” He
got to the door, looked me up and down, sizing me up. I put the bus in
park and said, “Let’s go.” We all look small when we are sitting in the
driver’s seat. He decided to get off without my assistance.
I had one more person to pick up from Salt heading to Poos. We will
call him Mike. We got to Poos and the group of three girls informed
me that the last time they were on the bus a small fight broke out and
I ended up removing one of the passengers that night. So my night
rolled along back and forth from one end to the other and back.
I got a call from Poos, for a group of three going to a hotel on the south
end. As luck would have it, I got another call from Poos for another
group of three going to the south end. Cool, be there in a few minutes.
I rolled up and Mike jumped in the passenger seat. “You heading
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south?” I said, “Yes.” He saw a car roll through the parking lot and
ducked down. The car pulled up behind the bus. He asked, “Is that my
girl?” I said, “Yes, I think it is. He said, “Roll out, get me out of here.
I said, “I can’t. I’m waiting for some customers. I told him go to the
back of the bus and I would turn the interior lights off. Problem solved.
So my two groups of three started loading up, same two groups as
earlier. I looked at Dude and asked if he could behave himself. Let’s
just say he still walking. We loaded up and rolled out. As we were
heading south, I noticed I was being followed by Mike’s girl. I informed
him we had a tail. Somewhere between Poos and the south end hotel,
one of the three girls decided now was a good time to take her top
off and walk around the bus. I didn’t even notice until we arrived at
the hotel. Her friends were doing their best to get her dressed before
they got off the bus. It took a minute and the car that was following
us was parked behind me. One of Dude’s friends decided this was
close enough to his destination. He had seen an opportunity to see
more flesh, so he got off as well. I took the remaining passenger to
his place, dropped him off and rolled. Still had the white car tailing us.
I got a call from the south end for a group going to 2nd and Butler. I
told them I was minutes away and please be ready when I pulled up.
Mike was still hunkered down in the very back of the bus. I loaded the
four up. I still had not turned the interior lights on since Mike started
riding, hiding, and looking for a way out. As the fourth person entered
the bus, I saw Mike’s girl getting on. I hit the button to close the door
and she was wedged in the door. I hit the button quick to release her.
I said, “Sorry didn’t see you there.” She got on the bus and asked if
Mike was on the bus? I said, “I don’t think so.” She asked if he got
on at Poos. I said, “I didn’t see him.” She was scanning the interior
of the bus and even looked down under the seats, looking for Mike.
I felt like she believed me and was going to exit when one of the
passengers said, “Hey, there is a guy back here sleeping.” The jig was
up. BUSTED! She walked to the back, sat down and I rolled on to drop
the group off. I went back to the south end and pulled up to Mike’s
girl’s car. I sat there quietly for a few minutes and Mike said, “Ron you
waiting on someone?” I said, “No.” He said, “Are you waiting on us to
get off?” I said, “Yes, take your time.”
Why did I lie? I don’t know. I would have to say I’m sorry to Mike’s girl.
She didn’t call me out and she didn’t cause a scene. She did however,
get her man.