Michael is at it again with a humorous write up about ten people in Boston who he’d like to see disappear.
9. Whoever made the 66 Bus schedule. It should be nominated for a National Book Award in the Fiction category. Though I guess it’s honest, after a fashion; they promise four buses an hour, and that’s what you get. Unfortunately, they come by at :03, :04, :04 and :07 past the hour. When I lived in Arlington, I assumed the 77 bus was the worst in the system. When I lived in Central Square, I thought it was the 1. Now it’s the 66. Either the T hates me, or they’re remarkably consistent.