"Fried Fridays: Coffee to go, please!"

Who's kidding who.

Most of us are in a rush on any given weekday, and especially given this sour economy, we cling on extra tightly to what we have, job-wise (well, MOST of us do! HA!)

More and more we hear of businesses and maybe even friends and family getting laid off or having A, B, or C taken away, cut off, etc. It's downright scary, it is.

No wonder some people are even paranoid....

DATELINE: LOWELL, MASSACHUSETTS

Whether it's to save gas money, or whether it's not having a car in the first place, a good many folks invest in mass transit. As long as you live near the stops and the stops live near your work, buses and trains and such are an attractive option for commuters, especially in crowded corridors like the Northeast.

While we're on the topic of commuting, the early morning has its fair share of Java Junkies to be sure, and many tote the Black Gold onto the mass transit of choice. Too, people like to pass the time, be it via an iPod, mp3 player, reading a book, reading the (last of the) newspapers...whatever you choose to pass the time you do, so that the commute time has some 'value' to it...

Imagine sitting on your transit of choice and, let's say, reading the morning paper...you read about the transit bus drivers' union threatening to strike...

you put two and two together, and since you are on a transit bus, you realize your driver is 'one of THEM'....

you start to run mental images and self-talk about what the 'truth' is, which to you is a potential disruption of your ever-important commute to work and back...

So what more logical thing to do than ring for your stop, proceed to the front of the bus, and suddenly throw your hot coffee on the driver as you dash out and run away from the bus.

I don't make this up, folks.

For real? Yes, Virginia, there is a Society of Dolts. There are bonafide adult IDIOTS that do that sort of thing...

They say it wasn't a regular 'rider'. The driver ran after them a short burst, then gave up, alerting their shift supervisor. The driver wasn't able to seek medical attention until their route was done. Ouch.

And so I salute the nut job who became a complete mental midget because they read an article and got upset. Scary, ain't it?

Alright, Saddle Pals... round up the Posse and keep vigilance where you are for the Num-Nuts of the world...they're out there and closer to you than you can imagine....