Riding the Bus
You're sweaty. Someone bumps into you without apology. They're sweaty too.
Your day was long, tiresome, demanding, awful. You can't take anymore bullshit. There's a constant stream of people running into you. The alley is narrow. Some people wear facemasks. Some are coughing, others aren't. Everyone's on their smartphone. Some people are standing, others are sitting. Everyone's day was awful. But still, they all need to ride the bus. It's an absolute drag. You're almost home but it feels like an eternity.
Your stop finally arrives. Freedom! You've made it out alive.
Riding the bus is fun.