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| I hope they all have seatbelts on. |
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| Hee. |
I remember being a little kid and sitting at the back of the bus was the most coveted spot (or right over a wheel-well for bumps), and whenever I got to sit in the back I would stare out the back window and try to make people wave at me. We'd also try to get truckers to honk their horns by making it look like you're indicating that you want to get off public transit by ringing the cord thingy. Another funny random that would happen on long bus trips is that we'd inevitably drive past the FAG building and we'd all giggle, even though we didn't know what fag actually meant. If we could get people to respond to us, it'd be like this huge victory, we'd be screaming and yelling and pumping our fists like champions.
Well, the other day I was on the receiving end. I was driving behind a school bus and a couple of kids started waving. I waved back and they went fucking apeshit. More kids started to collect by the window and wave furiously. I kept waving back and then....they just wouldn't stop fucking waving. One boy was even signaling to me, I don't know what he was doing...I think it was a heart shape but that's just my pure mind, it was probably the shocker (knowing kids these days).
I'm going to be bold and say that I made their day. I wouldn't be surprised if they're still talking about it. "Remember that awesome lady who waved to us on our way to Wheelies?"
That's right...they'd probably call me a lady, and that makes me want to die.


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