Three Suburbans and a Tractor

I left for my 3 o'clock meeting today a little early. Last week i left a little late and almost got in a few nasty wrecks trying to get there on time. So i decided i'd use a little wisdom, leave early, and avoid the need for speed.
To where you ask? Cemex. A cement plant. Now, with a few ounces of common sense you could probably conclude that such a place wouldn't be located in the center of town. And you would be right. Hence the long drive. To get there you have to take a long, straight road out to the middle of nowhere. The only way to find this place is the huge pile of overturned earth that looks a little whiter than the rest of the mountain. It literally is the only thing on the road.
On my way, i passed a bus stop and laughed. Really hard. I couldn't help myself! Why you ask? Well, like a typical American buss stop, i guess a more modern one, you have yourself the parking lot of family vehicles. Parents waiting for their chitlins to pile off the bus. I would assume it's kind of a social status meter. You know, the kinds of cars waiting at the bus stop. Maybe in Malibu, moms pull up in their chrome rimed Land Rovers to pick up their kids named JJ and Jo. Short of course for their real names. The trendy hippie moms of the northwest might pull up in their beat up station wagon tatted with the latest travel stickers and political insignia. Smelling of organic burnt bacon from dad's latest attempt to beat the pump. The yuppie, urban dwellers might pull up in their energy saver cars. However a little less fortunate than the other kids, theirs are forced to stack on top because there isn't a back seat. Or trunk. Or really any space, other than the roof, for that matter. These kids can't play instruments or sports, either. Sad. They should just take the metro.
Anyway, the bus stop i passed today was hilarious. Three suburbans and a tractor.
Some kid's mom pickin' him up from the bus stop on a tractor! That's AWESOME! The moms i'm sure are used to this. However i can't imagine a 5th grader, growing into his "too cool for school", or "too cool for tractor" stage of life, piling off the bus in excitement to see his overall clad mother a top ol' mr. deer. But... when he grows up, he's realize just how awesome that is! And he'll laugh just like i did! :)