Annoying bus ride
The bus ride home is normally uneventful. Today? Not so much.
Got on the bus around 1800 leaving work in Bellevue and I walk to the back of the bus. In the back there is this woman stretched out across a bench that can seat three passengers. The ST 500 is a busy bus and usually there are more people than seats. You can tell there are passengers who want to sit down, they sort of give her some looks, but decide not to intervene. I mean, if something is being that rude, why do you want to sit next to them?
She then starts blabbing away to people in the back of the bus. You know, typical small talk. First question: has anyone here been in prison? Yeah, it went downhill from there. She ranted on and on about her time in prison, that there is a tunnel underneath Lake Washington, the sound is not polluted..., it went on like this for the entire trip. I almost got up and walked to the front of the bus, but I decided not to give her the satisfaction.
You see, she was playing in game. Match of wits and story telling to get attention. It's like she created a potential confrontation to gain attention for herself. Another person standing next to her finally asked if he could sit down and her response was so melodramatic (I just can't find another word for it) and offering praise for the guy willing to ask to have a seat. Just odd.
I closed my eyes and pretended to sleep all the way to the transit tunnel.
You can thank wwcitizen for the nudge to get me posting again, and that's all I'm sayin' for now. :)
Got on the bus around 1800 leaving work in Bellevue and I walk to the back of the bus. In the back there is this woman stretched out across a bench that can seat three passengers. The ST 500 is a busy bus and usually there are more people than seats. You can tell there are passengers who want to sit down, they sort of give her some looks, but decide not to intervene. I mean, if something is being that rude, why do you want to sit next to them?
She then starts blabbing away to people in the back of the bus. You know, typical small talk. First question: has anyone here been in prison? Yeah, it went downhill from there. She ranted on and on about her time in prison, that there is a tunnel underneath Lake Washington, the sound is not polluted..., it went on like this for the entire trip. I almost got up and walked to the front of the bus, but I decided not to give her the satisfaction.
You see, she was playing in game. Match of wits and story telling to get attention. It's like she created a potential confrontation to gain attention for herself. Another person standing next to her finally asked if he could sit down and her response was so melodramatic (I just can't find another word for it) and offering praise for the guy willing to ask to have a seat. Just odd.
I closed my eyes and pretended to sleep all the way to the transit tunnel.
You can thank wwcitizen for the nudge to get me posting again, and that's all I'm sayin' for now. :)