I have a phobia of buses ever since the time in elementary school that the entire bus had to yell at the driver to tell him he was passing my grandma’s house without slowing down. It does not help that every other time I use a bus they lie to me about whether they’re going where I ask if they’re going.

Taxis cost money. I’m on disability money, as are my folks—which is pretty good where I live, but not enough for lots of taxi rides.

Most of my friends I know through local game stores. Not really visitable.