There is nothing like seeing your bus drive off, running after it waving
and screaming and having it stop in the middle of the street just for you to get your day off to an
exhilarating start.
Thursday, July 4, 2013
Love, bacon and chocolate
My bus driver is singing "I just died in your arms tonight" full
force, and the woman sitting next to me is having bacon chocolate for
breakfast.
I love this city.
Hung over
Early Sunday morning on the bus.
Two girls behind me are complaining of an
epic hangover and reconstructing events of the night before.
They realize they
made out with the same guy.
One of them gets up, signals for bus to stop and
exits.
Explicit
The guy sitting next to me on the bus is whispering to his girlfriend
graphic details regarding the costume he wants her to wear tonight.
While I
admit I am getting too much information, I do appreciate the creativity
implicit in a dirty mind.
Unreceptive
Behind me on bus:
Him: Yeah.
Her: Cool! When?
Him: I'll text you.
Her: Do you have my number?
Him: Don't need it. I'll run into you.
Her: Oh, wow! That sounds perfect!
He flips his hair back, gets up, exits bus.
She sighs.
Give me the strength to resist advising strangers.
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