Greyhound Bus Lines

I have no one but myself to blame for this experience. I knew it would be bad but I had talked myself into the crazy idea that the United States might just advance a smidgen in the public transport stakes — no such luck.
The bus was so dirty, I needed a shower after. There was only a/​c for the driver at the front, 32 degrees Celsius and 100% humidity does not make for pretty smells.
People lying on the aisle with pillows and blankets made me feel like I was on a refugee bus.
Fried chicken getting passed around like communion did not make me too happy either.
For some bizarre reason they would not let me book my ticket on line but they showed that it would be considerably cheaper if I did… Then they noted beside the web fare,
‘Cannot purchase for this route.‘
Why do that? Why tease me like that?
I have no idea why the buses don’t run more regularly and why the idiots in front of me thought it would be kosher to lower their seats the whole way, my boobs where never that elevated in a long time.
Never again.