Thursday, January 29, 2009
joys of public transit
Things I expect to hear from sketchy people at the bus stop:
"Hey, how you doing? So, would a white girl like you ever date a brown brother like me? Most white girls won't date brown brothers because they racist. Are you racist, or would you date a brown brother like me?"
"And I said, 'No, I ain't loaning you another 20 bucks. You'll just buy crack, and it's not like you share with me neither.'"
"Hey, lady, wanna buy this boombox? I'll let you have it for real cheap."
"Yeah, he died five days before we were supposed to get married." "I'm so sorry!" "Oh, don't worry about it. That was like two years ago. We'd probably be divorced by now if he hadn't died."
Things I don't expect to hear:
"I don't think so, man. I mean, look at King Tut."
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You didn't happen to catch any more of the conversation did you? That sounds like a good one.
Yeah, it turned out to be a discussion about the importance of money, since he then said something about how King Tut couldn't take all that gold with him when he died. It was a good point -- it just wasn't the sort of example I expected a sketchy guy at my bus stop to use.
aah utah bus stops. brings back memories.
Yeah, good times. It doesn't help that my regular bus stop is right outside a bar.
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