I’m sorry. I know you’ve all been eagerly awaiting my dating advice. You’ve probably broken up by now due to my lack of attention and for that I apologize. But I have returned.
I’ve been having some internet technical difficulties lately, explaining the lack of posts for the past couple days. I suspect Josh311 (the name of the wireless internet I’ve been stealing for the last few days) is on to me and has broken up with me. He has unfortunately severed all connections. My heart mourns. But I will go on.
And today is a brand new day and I have found a new guy to hook up with. NETGEAR572. And he’s twice the man you’ll ever be, Josh. Three times the man when streaming video.
A woman on the bus was very mean to me today. She had her stuff on the seat next to her and all the other seats were taken except for the ones reserved for the elderly and disabled. I don’t like sitting in those seats because invariably, the moment I do, an elderly or disabled person comes on the bus, and of all the perfectly functioning 20-somethings on the bus sitting in those seats, I’m the only one to move.
So I ask her politely to move her things and she says “Well I really don’t want to, especially when there are other seats available…” (referring to the ones for the handicapped).
It took everything I had to hold back from saying, “I know but you just seemed like such a lovely person that I wanted to sit next to you.”
But I didn’t say that. And she did move her stuff. So I guess everything worked out. But still, she didn’t have to be rude just cause she wanted her umbrella to have its own seat on the bus. Fifty years ago African American people couldn’t even sit on the bus. Rosa Parks had to represent. Bus seats are a hot commodity. I think that people from every color race and creed should have a seat on the bus. But when it comes to umbrellas, I make no allowances.
So, what does this have to do with relationships?
Well I’ll tell you.
People are mean and cranky.