The Port-A-Potty
Many years ago, when I was a beginning school bus driver, all of the drivers and bus monitors had to go to a required state training that took place up in Sodus, NY in order to licensed. (The irony here was that we rode with others from different school districts on a school bus !) The day was bright and sunny but still cool enough that we had to wear either sweaters or jackets, as most of the training took place out doors. There was a bit of a breeze but as the day progressed, I was able to take off the lacy white sweater that I had wore. For a while, I carried the sweater draped over my arm, but after a bit it seemed tedious to have to carry that way, so I decided to throw it over the top of my purse and carry it that way. (I didn't want to take it back to the bus as it was clear across the compound...and to do so would have also taken me away from the training sessions.) It ended up being a pretty long day and when we were getting ready to board the buse...