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Monday, June 8, 2026

 

A harbinger of doom, no big deal. [JEFFEREE WOO | Times]

The wheels on the bus will run you down

In elementary school, the powers that be made us watch an after-school special about bus safety. Reasonable in theory. But this was the 1980s, an anxious era tinged with fears around poisoned Halloween candy and stranger danger and Satanic panic. And buses.

In my memory, the bus film starred a little girl who looked exactly like me, a small blondie who got sucked under the wheel of a steaming murder machine. I came away with one message only: The bus WOULD kill me. It was only a matter of when.

From then on, I approached the bus with somber knowledge of my certain death. I kept an extra-wide berth from the wheels that towered over my shrimpy frame. I’d dash in front of any idling yellow beasts parked outside the school; if I was fast enough, maybe I could delay my demise. Around the same time, I developed a fear that the bus would fall into the Black River of Elyria, Ohio, where we teetered across a dilapidated bridge every day. I don’t think the river fear had to do with the bus safety video, but maybe! In 1989, they practically showed us “Terrifier” movies in the cafeteria!

This film has lived quietly in my head my entire life. Thanks to the internet, I found it recently. I exaggerated some details in my child mind. The little girl, for example, looks nothing like me. She is a different ethnicity, and my brain superimposed my face on hers.

However, I was not making up this horror show! The video, created in 1975, is literally called DEATH ZONES.

It starts with a soundtrack of ominous bass plunks, signaling early that WE ARE GOING TO DIE. A bunch of children are making Valentine's Day cards when the school bell goes off. They are so excited to go home and give out the cards! 

They run to the bus driven by a kindly man named Frank Green, soon to be a second-degree manslaughterer. We learn he has been driving the bus safely for more than 15 years and has all his certifications. We are warned, though, that one of the students will forget to be cautious, that “the ride home today will not be a safe one.” The blame is placed squarely on the soft-brained youngsters and not this so-called Frank Green who is apparently powerless when it comes to running over children.

“Before this ride is over," the narrator says while the camera pans over innocent faces, "one of the students on this bus will be killed.”

Very chill and normal! Not upsetting at all!

Maybe you’re thinking to yourself, “You know, I’m really too at peace lately. I could use a new phobia.” If so, you can watch the movie. Just know that if you do, the negative spirit of the film will invade your body and soul upon completion. From that point, you have seven days to live. You've been warned.

 
 

Is this a Michelin star? [Columbia Pictures]

My sandwich is stuffed

Hello from sunny Lake Buena Vista, where I write to you from a little delicatessen in Disney Springs known as Earl of Sandwich. I made a point to come here for lunch because we no longer have this establishment locally. The fact is, once a year I must consume a monstrosity known as the "holiday turkey sandwich" with stuffing and cranberries and ... you know what? Please, no further questions at this time.

I came to O-town for the Florida Society of News Editors conference, where the Tampa Bay Times took first place in seven categories of the organization's statewide journalism contest. Zachary T. Sampson, Shreya Vuttaluru and Bethany Barnes won a gold medal for public service for their “Wasting Away” series on Florida's polluted waterways. And yours truly took first place in columns. I am proud of this award and do not take any recognition for granted in this era full of, whew, so many challenges.

I stayed overnight with a friend. We ate at Jaleo by José Andrés, listened to live music at House of Blues and stood in line for too many Gideon's cookies, of course. A night at Disney Springs is good for the soul, I fear.

Also good for the soul? A trip to a local restaurant with a Michelin star. Or a Michelin Bib Gourmand. Or a Michelin recommendation. Confused yet? Wondering why fine dining types keep talking about tires? Check out the latest installment of Make It Make Sense for a full explanation of the Michelin gamut from senior food and dining critic Helen Freund.

Read it: What even is a Michelin star? 

You may be wondering what caused me to access the childhood bus trauma. Great question. The Hillsborough County School District recently hired an accused academic cheater who left his post at the Hillsborough County Sherriff's Office amid scandal. It got me thinking about how adults expect so much integrity of kids but not the other way around.

Speaking of public service announcements, I think Anthony Collins should go on a tour of schools to talk openly and honestly with students about cheating. Instead of dodging questions and ignoring calls for accountability, the school district should use this baffling moment to offer a lesson. 

Read it: Hillsborough schools hired an accused cheater. It’s a teachable moment

For the record, I do not advocate bringing the bus videos back!!!

 
 

And another thing!

I saw these Diet Coke Crocs at Disney Springs. What do we think? Should I get them? Will this be the moment I just give up on appearances and sink into my true nature as a sloven powered by aspartame? Vote early and often.

Contact Stephanie Hayes at shayes@tampabay.com. Follow @stephrhayes on Instagram. 

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