gum wall in Seattle

Every day we take the city buses to and from the office. We arrive late and leave early because we try to miss rush hour traffic. This hasnt proven very effective yet. The posted capacity on the front of the bus says 164 persons. I bet it habitually holds way beyond that during rush hour. One day, on the way to work we got on the crowded bus. There are never any seats, so we expect to stand and hold onto something as the bus jerks from stop to 30 mph to stop over and over again as the driver shoves through the streets. At the first stop, just a few people got on, so we all shifted together a little. At each of the next stops, more people shoved in and no one got off. At each stop, no one got off and five to ten people shoved in. Soon we were so packed we didnt even need to hold onto anything. We were a solid pack of flesh, just like the bubble gum wall in Seattle! When we arrived at our destination, I tried to move. Nothing happened. Jay was just as trapped. From somewhere inside me, I felt something rising, and suddenly I said in a loud voice, "Necesitamos salir!" Those near me looked with surprise and said, "Aqui?" The wad shifted a little, four people got off the bus to let us out, then got back on. We called, "Gracias!" The next day we planned our strategy: move to the exit door and stay put. It works.