Eight On Eight, Late
#3:
seeing strangers be randomly happy on the bus. This has been a series of events. I can only hope it continues.
Monday morning, I was up early and got on the 7:20 bus. I was talking to wonderjess about Christmas shopping, telling her that I hope to buy a present for my friends' toddler daughter, and we'll see how well that turns out. An older guy up the aisle, maybe late 30s, whom I didn't recognize[1], just started laughing uncontrollably at that. I don't know if it's what I said or how I said it, but he thought it was fantastic. (It was clear that it was at me, as he looked over a few times.)
Monday afternoon, while we were all listening to Toni Braxton, a lady passenger who's a UR employee was chatting with the bus driver about his taste in music, CD burning, the holidays, and so on. I looked around the bus and noticed the girl across the aisle just smiling away, intently eavesdropping as well.
Yesterday morning, I got on the bus and talked to antinats and hubcap_annie and their beaux. We talked about how the previous day had been payday. I revealed that when I looked at my bank account, my first thought was "Crap! That's all going to rent!" but later remembered that it's the middle of the month, not the end, so that money is mine to spend how I want. A ginger girl across the aisle laughed, less subtly than the Monday morning guy, but delighting in my budget style.
[1] - You know how you get to recognize the people on your normal buses? Older Guy With Glasses And something To Read, Librarian Type Lady With iPod, Girl Who Gets Off At Hamilton, etc? I didn't have a name for him.
seeing strangers be randomly happy on the bus. This has been a series of events. I can only hope it continues.
Monday morning, I was up early and got on the 7:20 bus. I was talking to wonderjess about Christmas shopping, telling her that I hope to buy a present for my friends' toddler daughter, and we'll see how well that turns out. An older guy up the aisle, maybe late 30s, whom I didn't recognize[1], just started laughing uncontrollably at that. I don't know if it's what I said or how I said it, but he thought it was fantastic. (It was clear that it was at me, as he looked over a few times.)
Monday afternoon, while we were all listening to Toni Braxton, a lady passenger who's a UR employee was chatting with the bus driver about his taste in music, CD burning, the holidays, and so on. I looked around the bus and noticed the girl across the aisle just smiling away, intently eavesdropping as well.
Yesterday morning, I got on the bus and talked to antinats and hubcap_annie and their beaux. We talked about how the previous day had been payday. I revealed that when I looked at my bank account, my first thought was "Crap! That's all going to rent!" but later remembered that it's the middle of the month, not the end, so that money is mine to spend how I want. A ginger girl across the aisle laughed, less subtly than the Monday morning guy, but delighting in my budget style.
[1] - You know how you get to recognize the people on your normal buses? Older Guy With Glasses And something To Read, Librarian Type Lady With iPod, Girl Who Gets Off At Hamilton, etc? I didn't have a name for him.