Monday, August 12, 2002

Today I scored a “freak-off”

Today I scored a “freak-off” - I was sitting as usual next to an empty seat and I saw his eyes widen as he hove himself onto the bus.  He was ready to nuzzle up to me and make me crazy like he was.  But there was a sourfaced barrelbutted woman in the aisle ahead of him and he was huge, too big and fat to get around her.  She sullenly stomped her way to my bench and sat next to me, took out a Garrison Keillor book from the library and started reading the flyleaf.  I felt the big man’s heart sink; he wanted to get at me but he’d been thwarted.  Instead he took a seat perpendicular and contiguous to me, he was about 10” from my right shoulder, and he talked the damn ear off the poor guy he was next to.  All I could think was, “turn up the headphones… he’s not talking to you...” I escaped.  That’s a fine way to start a short week.  (Short?  Yes, if you count the days I’m at my desk at work as two, then one day in negotiations, then off to Flagstaph for to enmarry my sister off...)