There is a buzz in the air.
It is a mix of nervous energy and eager anticipation. School is in and the kids are back in
it. There is definitely an air of hope
and dreams in the air. It is a great
time of year....
That is, unless you're riding the bus with these loud
obnoxious leaders of tomorrow. Though I
risk sounding like a crotchety old man, they're just talking loud and saying
nothing. Nothing at all. If it sounds like I am eavesdropping, I'm
not. I really don't want to hear what
they have to say, but they must think I am interested, because they don't seem
to practice any form of editing. They
stuff they will say into their cell phones is amazing. Either they think no one can hear them, or
they just want to broadcast their sexcapades.
If I knew their names and could contact their parents.... well, lets
just say that the blackmail money could be quite lucrative. Of course, then, I wouldn't have to ride the
bus.
Mostly, I guess, it's just the crowds. My bus is always full, but it seems more so
now. Before, I always got a seat, and
could even sit by myself for a few stops before some overly large man (as to an
attractive petite woman) with obvious spatial recognition issues would shoehorn
himself in beside me. I can still get a seat, but the pickings are slim and the
bus is full much quicker. I guess it's a
good thing that I live near the end of the line.
Either I will get used to it, or some of them will drop out
of school. Maybe I should just buy
better headphones.
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