I was riding the 150 to work. My bus driver was highly theatrical, and liked to announce details about each of his stops. This worked better in the bus tunnel, where he could announce Pike's Place Market, the Aquarium, Pioneer Square, but he ran out of material and grew quieter as we pushed south on Bus Way, south on I-5, towards the mall.
I'd almost fallen asleep when his voice came over the loud speaker: "Weeeeeelllll folks, if you'd please direct your attention to the right and you'll observe one of the most beautiful sights I have ever had the privilege to see - we're passing the bus before us. It's Christmas in July. Absolutely Christmas in July."
We rode past the 150 that was supposed to be 15 minutes before us, our bus driver chuckling and waving.
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