To the driver of the #68 yesterday afternoon. If the driver of the #61 told me that you were going to be so rude to me when he told me to ask you to show me where to get off in order to get to the bowling ally; I would not have asked you. Your rudeness again while I was getting off the bus (thanks to a fellow very polite passenger) was uncalled for. I was right, you are an asshole. I am just sorry the you got me that upset I called you an asshole in earshot of the little boy whose mom was kind enough to give me directions. —Ozzy