Thursday, November 12, 2009
Is it summer time yet?
Wednesday, November 11, 2009
And there I was…
On the bus headed for work this morning. For those who do not know there are very specific “rules” that one must follow when riding the bus:
Rule #1 - no talking allowed especially on your cell phone (one, because people are sleeping and two, we don’t care)
Rule #2 – do not attempt to make contact with the person sitting next to you (even if its just a “good morning”)
Rule #3 – everyone should really have their own seat and when the bus is full enough that “double-seating” is required people often get cranky (especially on the afternoon bus).
So anywhoo – there I was on the bus this morning and a guy gets on at the Tacoma Dome station. He begins engaging the bus driver in a conversation (loud enough to be heard over my iPod) about “Fork, Washington. Ya know, Fork…F-O-R-K?” He says to the driver. “There’s vampires in Fork. A lady she’s a written 5 books about them. Them vampires like Fork, F-O-R-K ‘cuz it rains and its dark all the time there so them vampires, they can walk around during the day time, on account of the rain and the dark weather. Now most of them vampires really live in Gig Haaa-bor (Really? Where? Apparently I’ve missed them…DANG! At this point I had to turn my iPod off so that I could the rest of the this story) but they like to go up to Fork, F-O-R-K ‘cuz of all the rain and such. Now them vampires have made for lotso tourism up there in Fork. If’en you was 18 you’da know what I was talking about. Now there’s also werewolves up there but they live in Port Angeles. You know them vampires and werewolves they don’t get along so well, except one that the lady wrote about because he’s a different kinda werewolf.” Apparently the driver gave some sort of indication that he didn’t really believe in the whole vampire/werewolf thing and so then this very entertaining man went on to say, “Well, ya should be believin’ it ‘cuz ya know people they be going across the border in New Mexico for years to look at the little green men…ever heard of Area 51?” OMG! It was all I could do not to laugh out loud. I surreptitiously glanced around the bus (because of Rule #2) and could see that there were several others who were smirking and working hard to suppress the laughs threatening to come out of their mouth. However, the woman in the seat behind me (who NEVER follows Rule #1 or #2) was so engrossed in the “self help” conversation she was having with the guy sitting with her (He’s truly a gem – he sits with her every morning and listens patiently the whole ride in) didn’t appear to notice whatsoever. And who says there isn’t good entertainment to be had at 6:30 in the morning. And yes, I do know its really Forks (with an "S") Washington!
Rule #1 - no talking allowed especially on your cell phone (one, because people are sleeping and two, we don’t care)
Rule #2 – do not attempt to make contact with the person sitting next to you (even if its just a “good morning”)
Rule #3 – everyone should really have their own seat and when the bus is full enough that “double-seating” is required people often get cranky (especially on the afternoon bus).
So anywhoo – there I was on the bus this morning and a guy gets on at the Tacoma Dome station. He begins engaging the bus driver in a conversation (loud enough to be heard over my iPod) about “Fork, Washington. Ya know, Fork…F-O-R-K?” He says to the driver. “There’s vampires in Fork. A lady she’s a written 5 books about them. Them vampires like Fork, F-O-R-K ‘cuz it rains and its dark all the time there so them vampires, they can walk around during the day time, on account of the rain and the dark weather. Now most of them vampires really live in Gig Haaa-bor (Really? Where? Apparently I’ve missed them…DANG! At this point I had to turn my iPod off so that I could the rest of the this story) but they like to go up to Fork, F-O-R-K ‘cuz of all the rain and such. Now them vampires have made for lotso tourism up there in Fork. If’en you was 18 you’da know what I was talking about. Now there’s also werewolves up there but they live in Port Angeles. You know them vampires and werewolves they don’t get along so well, except one that the lady wrote about because he’s a different kinda werewolf.” Apparently the driver gave some sort of indication that he didn’t really believe in the whole vampire/werewolf thing and so then this very entertaining man went on to say, “Well, ya should be believin’ it ‘cuz ya know people they be going across the border in New Mexico for years to look at the little green men…ever heard of Area 51?” OMG! It was all I could do not to laugh out loud. I surreptitiously glanced around the bus (because of Rule #2) and could see that there were several others who were smirking and working hard to suppress the laughs threatening to come out of their mouth. However, the woman in the seat behind me (who NEVER follows Rule #1 or #2) was so engrossed in the “self help” conversation she was having with the guy sitting with her (He’s truly a gem – he sits with her every morning and listens patiently the whole ride in) didn’t appear to notice whatsoever. And who says there isn’t good entertainment to be had at 6:30 in the morning. And yes, I do know its really Forks (with an "S") Washington!
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