Friend who is a girl
It was my last trip of the night (about 11), on a mostly empty bus. A young woman got on and sat in one of the front side-facing seats. After a bit, she leaned in to me and said “can I ask you a personal question?”
I paused for a moment. Continue reading ‘Friend who is a girl’
You don’t enjoy Christmas?
I was riding the #16 during the Christmas season a few years ago. If anyone knows anything about the 16, they know that there is an extremely diverse grouping of people. I was sitting towards the front of the bus and a Muslim lady was sitting in the seat in front of me. Directly in front of her was a lady, a 65 years old lady was sitting perpendicular towards her. There was obviously something very wrong with the older lady. She began to speak to the Muslim lady about Christmas. However, the Muslim woman could not speak very much English. This is how the conversation went: [warning: bad language] Continue reading ‘You don’t enjoy Christmas?’
