Old Dork Yells at Clouds

I was in a weird spot in Plano as I was fleeing from a bait-and-switch at Ewing Subaru. Behold, the saddest DART bus stop in history:

You are standing in an undeveloped field. No sidewalk and no bench. Nothing around it except a gas station and a plastic surgery clinic. The stop is only served by the 239, which comes every hour. You can do better than this.