I pretty much always have a crappy bus ride between my apartment on Queen Anne and the Stranger offices here on Capitol Hill—wait, ride downtown, wait some more, transfer, ride to up the hill. All to travel about two short miles. But today I decided to jump on the #8 along Denny. No lolly-gagging downtown! No getting stabbed and robbed at Third and Pike! It would be way faster this way, right?

The bus didn't show up on time. Or 10 minutes late. Or ever. I ended up taking the next scheduled bus after hanging around for half an hour. I could have walked faster.

I started thinking back—the #8 has been late literally every time I've tried to ride it in my life. So I'm hereby nominating it for Worst Bus in the City. Always late, always in traffic, and 6,000 stops along the way. It's definitely up there with the "mobile patchwork" of crackheads and vomit that is the #7.

Let this legally binding poll decide the issue once and for all: