Wednesday, February 13, 2008

Wednesday AM

Bus is a steamy zoo. People have crammed themselves into a variety of
nooks; holding on to sometheing doesn't seem necessary since there is
a human pillow to catch anyone who falls. Progress down stockton is
leisurely at best, every stop sees the people who left the bus
replaced with 5 more. The guy sitting next to me seems keen of seeing
what I am doing on my phone; I return the favor and stare at his. He
keeps opening and then shutting the browser, unsure of what to do
with it perhaps. Bus almost kills someone on a scooter...breaks
slammed on. One woman is putting on a full face of makeup...apparently
she has done this before as she has not smeared eyeliner all over her
face. A rather vocal and somewhat crazed lookibg woman has boarded
with her equally vocal gentleman friend. After yelling at everyone to
move back they begin to gossip about a skinhead, that mexican dude,
and the woman in the real nice dress. The woman holds her head and
mumbles about the crowded bus, her compainion continues his agrieved
dialouge hovering and fidgeting. They depart at folsom and meander on
their way.

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