I have a fondness for the B67 and B69 buses. It’s nice to have a convenient pair of buses that will take me to Barnes and Noble and Rite Aid, or home from buying expensive cheese at Union Market. Yes, these are distances I can and do walk, but in the winter, knowing there is a bus that will pick me up a block from home and drop me off outside my destination is the best. Especially when I make the idiotic decision to buy a gallon of milk when I'm a twenty-minute walk from home.
Let's forget about New Years Eve, when I went to Grand Army Plaza for the fireworks, watched the bus pass by from a block away, and walked a long way home without seeing another bus. And a few days after that, when the same thing happened to me on the way to Rite Aid in desperate need of cold meds and I walked there, sniffling, in the fucking slush.