I am an elitist

“What we have done for ourselves alone dies with us;

what we have done for others and the world remains and is immortal.”

Albert Pike

Months before I found the job driving a bus, I had applied for a position as a crossing guard here in Paramus.Thankfully they never got back to me.Now as I drive my bus, I pass many crossing guards.Most of them have been at the same posts for the 3 plus years that I have now been behind the wheel. Many of them wave as I drive by.

I wave back, with this air of superiority about me.

There they are in all sorts of weather,rain,snow, heat, bitter cold, as I cruise by in the comforts of my dry,temperature regulated bus.

I am perched high in my padded seat as they stand for hours on end with stop sign in hand.

I now understand just how those who reside at the top of the hill feel about those of us who live in the town below.

Crossing guards.

Hah!

I am the bus driver.

If that doesn't make me part of the social elite, I don't know what does!