15th Jan 2007
New York Moment: Waiting for the Bus
Her: Didn’t you hear my melodious voice calling ‘Hold the bus!’?
Me: No, I didn’t. I’m sorry.
Her: Me too!
Me: You’re in luck. Here comes another one.
Her: I hope it’s not the same driver as this morning. I had diarrhea. She kicked me off the bus. It took me an hour to clean myself up. I had a delicious shrimp salad at Whole Foods in the morning.
Me. Apparently it wasn’t that good.
Her: I don’t care. I lost 110 pounds last year! I had bariatric surgery. It literally saved my life. I felt bad for inconveniencing those people, though.
I was really mad at the M6 driver. He wouldn’t give me a transfer! I left him a “little something.” How was I supposed to get to 96th Street without a transfer??
Me: Well, I hope your day gets better.
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Reminds me of this blog:
http://www.overheardinnewyork.com/