Got on the bus this afternoon, the bottom deck was crowded, only the crap seats over the wheel arches left, so I climbed the stairs.
At the top, I sat down just back of the stairway, it was mostly empty up there, idly looking out of the window.
Waiting at the next stop, I saw an animated weirdo, 20's at a glance, phone jammed to one ear, other arm waving about.
That sinking feeling you get, suspecting where he's going to sit, but not being able to work out exactly how it'll happen!
It didn't last long, the conversation continued to the top of the stairs, the bus set off with a jerk, and he flopped alongside.
That mystery put to rest, I went back to looking outside, half listening to his end of the conversation, sprinkled with "goes" and "went"s.
Thinking back, I was probably wriggling a bit trying not to laugh too much.......is there something wrong with "said" ?
A volume increase, and a gust on my ear and neck, got more attention:-
It sounded like "A went like it wa gifted wannit know what a mean" (all said as one word, decryption took a few seconds).
Turning towards him, it dawned he was still talking on the phone, but leaning towards me, trying to look out through the same window.
While I was still trying not to laugh, (he must have thought I was deranged, or might throw up), he got up and sat somewhere behind.
Off he got at the next stop (not very far, don't know why he bothered) glaring at me still semi chuckling, as he went past.
So, I'm guessing he left thinking I'm a geriatric, possibly drunken, nutter........ I'm thinking he's a near baboon!
I'm reasonably sure we've both got the wrong snapshot impression, but will he ever know that!
Generation/s gap, irrecoverable bad education handed down, TV, too much social networking, you name it....?
So much for my efforts to "get out more" as I'm told, now, hopefully, the monsoon season is over.
It's not typical (yet) but if devolution can seem to happen this fast, and we live longer, we won't have much in common.
At the top, I sat down just back of the stairway, it was mostly empty up there, idly looking out of the window.
Waiting at the next stop, I saw an animated weirdo, 20's at a glance, phone jammed to one ear, other arm waving about.
That sinking feeling you get, suspecting where he's going to sit, but not being able to work out exactly how it'll happen!
It didn't last long, the conversation continued to the top of the stairs, the bus set off with a jerk, and he flopped alongside.
That mystery put to rest, I went back to looking outside, half listening to his end of the conversation, sprinkled with "goes" and "went"s.
Thinking back, I was probably wriggling a bit trying not to laugh too much.......is there something wrong with "said" ?
A volume increase, and a gust on my ear and neck, got more attention:-
It sounded like "A went like it wa gifted wannit know what a mean" (all said as one word, decryption took a few seconds).
Turning towards him, it dawned he was still talking on the phone, but leaning towards me, trying to look out through the same window.
While I was still trying not to laugh, (he must have thought I was deranged, or might throw up), he got up and sat somewhere behind.
Off he got at the next stop (not very far, don't know why he bothered) glaring at me still semi chuckling, as he went past.
So, I'm guessing he left thinking I'm a geriatric, possibly drunken, nutter........ I'm thinking he's a near baboon!
I'm reasonably sure we've both got the wrong snapshot impression, but will he ever know that!
Generation/s gap, irrecoverable bad education handed down, TV, too much social networking, you name it....?
So much for my efforts to "get out more" as I'm told, now, hopefully, the monsoon season is over.
It's not typical (yet) but if devolution can seem to happen this fast, and we live longer, we won't have much in common.
