Attitude Change Redux

Today I found myself on the corner of Blissful and Jolly
leaning against a peppermint light post,

and sipping a hot cuppa coffee

when the bus back to Shitsville pulled up.

“You getting’ on or not?” yelled the driver.

“No, I don’t like submarines” I yelled back.

“Are you mad?” he asked.

“Not anymore” I said.
“You know this is the last bus out tonight …Right?”

“If you say so Captain.”

“It’s freezing and it’s gonna get colder so you should probably…”

“That’s okay these coffees are keeping me warm” I said.

“…no, I was gonna say you should probably stop licking that light post.”

“You’re probably right …too much sugar isn’t good for a person.”

“You sure you don’t need a ride?

“Yeah, I’m sure.”

“Suit yourself” he said.

Then he closed the door,
and the submarine dove beneath the pavement.

I watched as the periscope entered traffic and headed up the street.

He took a left at the light, and I took a right back into O’Malley’s

for another cuppa their wonderful coffee.

Yes, Irish Coffee.
How did you know?