Friday, August 06, 2004
Report: Day 147
By the end of the day I hadn't gotten around to attempting to change someone's mind, so with opportunities rapidly dissipating I wound up on my bus ride home needing desperately to Benrick.
I saw a likely candidate coming down the aisle. She looked haggerd and tired and her arms were full of heavy looking things. She went for a seat and I went for the Benrick.
"Um, ma'am? You don't want to sit there."
She considered me for a moment. "Why?"
"The cushion is lumpy. Besides, you have something of an obstructed view. That man is very tall and it's difficult to see through the windshield through him."
"What?"
"Also, there were a couple of kids making out in that seat a few minutes ago. They just got off at the last stop. But not before they got off in that seat."
Changing her mind, she took another seat.
Today I will leave notes on windshields.
I saw a likely candidate coming down the aisle. She looked haggerd and tired and her arms were full of heavy looking things. She went for a seat and I went for the Benrick.
"Um, ma'am? You don't want to sit there."
She considered me for a moment. "Why?"
"The cushion is lumpy. Besides, you have something of an obstructed view. That man is very tall and it's difficult to see through the windshield through him."
"What?"
"Also, there were a couple of kids making out in that seat a few minutes ago. They just got off at the last stop. But not before they got off in that seat."
Changing her mind, she took another seat.
Today I will leave notes on windshields.
