Metro fun
I rode the bus to work today, and maybe it was me but there seemed to be more than the usual amount of visual stimulation. First, I was sharing my bus stop, which is normally deserted, with the New York Girl. Or maybe she’s the LA Girl. I honestly don’t know which one she is, but she looks like a model and wears the most outlandish fashions. At least they’re outlandish in the context of my bus stop. Like this:
Add platform shoes, a few large pieces of plastic jewelry, and an overworked cell phone and you’ve got New York Girl. Always an eyeful.
Then, on the bus, there was a backpack near me with three buttons on it. Here is what they said:
ESL Now!
Got HSpice?
Don’t be a meadow stomper – stay on the trail
Ok. ESL now? From what I understand, learning English as a second language takes longer than “now.”
The other buttons aren’t that weird, except for the phrase “meadow stomper” which I rather like (the phrase, not the meanie). Not that weird… but I dunno, the three buttons together just made me laugh and wonder.
Still on the bus, in the very back corner, in a zoning-out-on-the-bus frame of mind, chilling if you will. Suddenly I find myself literally surrounded by 4-year-olds. I like children but it’s quite disconcerting to be fenced in by that many small strangers. I had to get off a few stops early to escape the noise (not to mention the fumes coming from some of the pants areas).