Ever share a Bart car with just the most interesting character? Today I have been graced with one very loud African American woman. She was rocking some old school Jay-Z for the whole car to hear and suddenly her phone rings. Her phone conversation quickly starts to resemble a Jerry Springer script. I’m so enthralled with this one sided argument that I don’t realize I’m staring. Suddenly we made eye contact and I felt a cold chill vibrate through my body. For my own safety, I’m on car #1819 and tell my family I love them. I guess ease dropping is a federal offense.