Wednesday, March 26, 2008

Bullets and bus drivers

No, no. Not THOSE kind of bullets.

I mean the kind you make when you are drowning in impudent commas and belligerent semi-colons and mis-appropriated dashes - and - dare I say it? subject-verb disagreements. The kind you make when the last little wisp of joy will escape from your soul if you see one more dangling modifier.

* I took a taxi this morning. It was because of Jesus. (No, I am never going to provide an explanation for that).

* Upon exiting the taxi, I lost my balance just a little, and my four dollars change slipped from my fingers and blew away into the street. That was because of Jesus, too. (Yes, someone needed that $4 more than I do).

* I took the bus home after having the last little wisp of... never mind.

* On the bus was a homeless woman, the kind with a sick, desperate smell of unwashed alcoholism emanating from her person.

* Three teenaged boys on the bus made fun of her. She could hear them and she was blinking back tears.

* To the first teenager, I said, "Watch your language, there are ladies present," indicating the half-dead homeless woman.

* To the second and third, I said, "I am ashamed of you."

* Gosh, they were bad-ass. All staring at the floor acting like nothing happened.

* On my way off the bus, I turned to say thank you, as I always do, and the driver said, smiling, "You go on, pretty white girl. You go on."

* Jelly beans are on sale.

s a painless as this. I really didn't mind it half so much as I make it sound.

Thank you for reading.

14 comments:

nightfly said...

You rock. That's one perceptive bus driver there.

P said...

Good for you. Kids these days. Sheesh.

Jelly beans on sale. That's always a good thing.

I don't know how you can read my blog. My grammar is not so hot and my spelling is horrible.

xo, P.

Marlee said...

Yeah, you *totally* rock. I wish I had your guts.

jen said...

Is this why you don't comment on my blog anymore? You no like me gramer?

Em said...

Sadly, I do not understand your grammar jokes. You pretty white girl, you.

Mr. Bingley said...

Your blogging mission: to boldly go where no one has blogged before.

Avitable said...

I'm impressed with you speaking your mind like that.

Finn said...

You're awesome.

country roads said...

That's really something...and touching.

maryse said...

good for you!

Effortlessly Average said...

After reading this, I want you more than ever.

Come here and I'll use my dangling modifier to replace a wisp of joy to your soul.

ricki said...

"You go on, pretty white girl. You go on."

That is all kinds of awesome. And good on you for (hopefully) making those kids have some tiny nugget, some tiny kernel, of bad feeling for what they did to a fellow human.

(I hate teenagers sometimes.)

Dagny said...

Fucking eh, good for you man!!

Maggie said...

Oh, how I love it when you speak out and school strangers on their bad behavior. All I can manage most days is a dirty or disappointed look.

And I want you to know I have been catching up and commenting for hours instead of prepping for my 4:00 meeting with the hated boss... How much do you love me? ;)