Do we think that a public bus in NY is the proper place for a loud conversation about your daughter's large heavy boobies and her bra buying problems; your father's intestinal tract and the doctor problems; your mortgage and income tax issues?????????? I hope not!!!!!!!!!! Because I do not!!! When I am trapped on the bus at 6:30 in the morning trying to get to work I really really do not want to hear the intimate stories of strangers' health problems!
And another thing-do we think it appropriate behavior for a man dressed pimp-like in red pants with red pointy lace-up shoes (red snakeskin on the outside of the shoe and a striped patent-leather insert over the instep) and a pink paisley shirt to tell me that he he has decided he liked my smokey eye shadow?!?!?!? It took him most of the bus ride to decide that he liked it because normally he doesn't, but since it went so well with my glasses and my outfit he thought it worked after all. Oh and he liked my brooch too. REALLY?!?!?!?!?!? I guess it was a compliment of sorts and it certainly was way better than the intestine discussion.
One last thing-there is a woman who sometimes waits at the bus stop with me though I have never spoken to her, I try not to talk the suburbanites at the bus stop. One day recently after one of the snows I made the big mistake of saying something innocuous like, it's so much easier to see the bus coming in the winter because there are no leaves on the trees to block the view. Well this horrible woman who has read every version of "Chicken Soup for the Soul" on the bus take my banal comment as a signal to become BFF's!?!?!?!? She told me the in depth story of the birth of her son. Yesterday I got to hear all about her week long illness.
I'm just askin'...
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