I did not have to work until late afternoon, so I woke up and cooked me a lunch I could pack for my break and headed down to the bus station. While sitting, waiting on the bus with a few fellow cast members, playing on my phone like normal, I see a 25ish old man drunkenly walk toward the bus station. Here is the conversation that took place:
Drunk: Dudddde, sup bro.
Me: Hey....
Drunk: I'mmmm gonnnna sit next to yooooooou.
Me: Umm... (as he misses the bench and lands on the ground. As he falls we hear bottles in his bag crash.)
Drunk: Duuuude. I'm tryin to gets to the beach. I need the 42 bus.
Me: Well, this is the stop for 43. 42 is down there (I point to the next block.)
Drunk: I gots (hiccup) a map in my bag. Hold on bra. (He pulls out his bag and searches for the map. As he does this he finds a thing of pills and pops one.) I have to find me friends house. He lives in Huntington Beach. Hows do I get there? (He shows me a map that is covered in vodka). I need the 42, see it bra?
Me: Oh let me look. Yeah it's over there.
Drunk: You sure dude? I'm from North Carooooolina, I needs to gos to my buds at the beach. Dude, I'm so drunk right now. Where's the 42? My names Spencer/
Me: Well I'm Nic. That way to the beach. (Pointing again to the 42.)
Drunk: I like your Ray-Bans. I got some for my (hiccup) pops like that. The 42 is this way? Ok. Bye bra.
Me: Be safe dude.
Work was pretty normal. I got to drive a lot, which I liked. I noticed there was a lot of water under the windows in the submarine and I thought they were leaking. Turns out it was condensation. No biggie.\
Sorry no pictures today. I'll work on it tomorrow.