My many years as a transit supervisor back in Seattle came out today. I watch our tubing busses roll down my dead-end street all through the Summer. Sometimes it's me driving, not watching.

Speed is an issue on this street! We have kids walking down to the creek and my neighbor Drew has two young ones that often play out front. I also have a rare albino squirrel that crosses the road frequently.

Today one of our drivers was running hot, so I thought the best way to address it was to call the office and have them put a bug in the drivers ear.

Then I realized that's bullshit, I spent all those years telling my drivers how to drive, and I can't address this person directly?

So I flagged them down from my house as they drove back by. This is a coworker that I like and respect, and here I am playing supervisor, telling them to slow down on my street.

To my fellow driver, I apologize! I'm not your boss and thanks for slowing down...