Life: Day 11,462 aka November 5th, 2012

3 hour commute home. Jersey train people riding the bus. It's like being surrounded by a bunch of tourists who for some reason want to go to New Jersey. This one girl in line next to my line, we'll call her "the line -cutter" girl 1, got called out by "tattletale" girl 2. Line cutter said she'd been waiting where she was the whole time. Tattle tail said nah-ah. Line-cutter was so adamant she didn't cut, she stepped out of line where minimum 5 people wouldn't collaborate her story. Tattletale, now known as "the bitch" said a few more bitchie words. Then, i stopped caring and lost track of Liar line-cutter. Then, as our line starts moving too, Line cutter 2, also known as "I'm totally a tourist" was starring at her map standing in wrong line somehow weaves to 2 people in front of me. She'd been following a gate number instead of a bus number, simple bus newbie mistake. Nobody said shit. Drama over as our line and line with Tattle Tale Bitch moved forward and closer to departure. Boarded bus after 1 hour 20 or so minutes.