bus thing. in yes i'm aware it's 2016.

yes i know i mention this a lot but that’s cause it happens a lot.

so on um Thurs. I took the bus to my mom’s. as usual. well the bus came at 12. which was fine. and I told the guy I wanted to sit in the back and then right after that he asks me where i want to sit front or back? ok i just told you did you not hear me? no apparently not. so i just sit in the back w/ my stuff. which was also.fine.
I could’ve sworn his name was Steve cause I thought I saw ‘steve’ on his ID thing. but when another passenger got on he asked ‘steve’ ‘s name and ‘steve’ told the passenger it was ‘raymond’. so maybe ‘steve’ was part of his last name. or something.
Right so we picked up a couple passenger at where the hospitals live. and the one mentioned above he was friendly and less reserved than i am. he asked how i was told me he liked my hat. oh so the bus driver asked me at least twice if i was hot. i’m tiny. and there’s not a lot to me like physically. and so therefore I wouldn’t get hot that easily. which people don’t seem to get. just once i’d like someone to notice that and shut up about it. i don’t ask them if they’re cold do i. no actually i don’t like AC it’s weird. it’s unnatural to me. also it is winter for fuk’s sake. i don’t care Nov. is winter in my book. who the f turns on the AC in winter that’s just weird. unless you live in fl. but when I was living in fl I don’t know that I had mine on a lot. if anything I’m underheated a lot.if anything.

So when the driver guy asked me that the 2nd time I bit my lip. as i do when i’m put out or turned on [which i was’t btw the latter]. and so the passenger we’d just picked up must’ve noticed this or another change cause he asked if I was ok and I went ‘yeah’. it was weird that i appreciated him asking. well i guess cause it’s not repetitive and it didn’t feel clingy. like the lady’s asked me a lot if i’ve needed anything. i can get it myself stop asking god. again this is why i’d make a terrible receiptionist. I’d just sit there behind the desk w/ the stack of papers and not talk to people untill they talked to me. if you want something you’ll ask for it. you’re capable of asking questions and getting for yourself what you require/want. i’m not gonna do it for you unless you physically can’t or maybe if you’re sick. sorry but I don’t believe in treating people that way. yeah um there was a lady at my sister’s former work who thought that the other staff should be telling the people who came in about the schedule. er the patrons i mean. no the patrons can ask themselves they’re capable........um patrons. yes in fact I do need something from the lady I need her to stop asking me that and never ask me that again. [see what i did there?] and just bc she’ll hypothetically never have asked me that again doesn’t mean I’ll tell her if I require/want no cause i won’t. it just means she’ll never have asked. my mom doesn’t do that and thank god she doesn’t.
anyway.
So the other passenger that got on was about my size quiet. she had a sweet voice kindof like Rachel in ‘friends’. well if you like that kindof thing. She was like me cause she was reserved. the passenger i mean. obvs. i don’t talk a whole lot on the bus. like i’ll say hi to the other passenger but that’s it. I’m not impolite exactly. I just don’t see the need to talk all the time. it’s my english roots. [i’m only partially kidding my mom’s side of the family is from england. from a long time ago. i’ve not been to other parts of england so i can’t accurately say for sure but that’s how Londoners are. they’re nice but they’re really reserved. the ‘loudest’ part of the city is the traffic probably like the vehicles and stuff. well there’s also people traffic like.in stores. oh london. no wonder i love it so much.] unless i’m drunk or i’m tired and then i talk a lot. yeah so does evan he talks a lot when he’s drunk.
so then. We dropped the other passengers off. and we got to my mom’s at 2. so it takes the bus 2 fukin hrs. which. i’m not entirely ok w/. it’s done that before just not in awhile.
ok so when we get to my mom’s. The bus driver actually stands in front of me as I’m getting off the bus. ok and once again. i’m not 2 and i know i’m small but i’m not that fragile and frankly.i don’t care if they’re held fukin liable if something happens to me. i wouldn’t say anything if something had. i think i can get off the bus myself w/o falling goddamn. and i never have fallen cause there are people there. no it’s when people aren’t around that i fall. [er not that i’m a clumsy person but you know. or maybe you don’t..........]
so yeah that was the Thurs. bus...........thing bus event thing. Fri. was much better.

ok so on Fri. the bus was 10 mins. late getting to my mom’s. and when I first heard him I thought the guy was british but then . i found out he was african just.he sounded british from his accent. yeah he was cool. and nice. and cute and I liked his glasses. [well i guess they’re supposed to be nice but it still helps]. and he didn’t treat me like i was 2. yeah when he introduced himself i went ‘it’s nice to meet you’ instead of just going ‘hi’. and then not saying anything else. yeah i’ll do that. i’ll introduce myself and the person will go ‘hi Anne i’m Laura’ [cause i’m Anne] or whoever and i’m either ‘hi’ or ‘hi nice to meet you’ as i don’t use people’s names.

so i feel like bc of that i’m weird. but I feel like ‘hi nice to meet you’ is better than just ‘hi’ when they took the time out of their day to say like.a whole 4 word sentence and I just said ‘hi’ and then nothing else. [cause a whole 4 words is such a big thing]. no but maybe people get that I’m quiet and so therefore they don’t expect me to say a whole lot. but when I’m around someone who talks a lot then I feel like i have to. yeah my dad’s kindof weird. so every hr. when i’m at my mom’s and I’m out icall to check in. and so I did that last wk. and my dad answered the phone and after I said ‘bye’ he’s like ‘it’s a nice day’. oh sry i didn’t realise ‘we’ weren’t done w/ this conversation. um. no and it was a nice day. i just didn’t know......... idinno he’s just.he seems awkward but i’m awkward too so. whereas w/ my mom I’ll call and check in and then say ‘bye’ and that’s it. but w/ evan. sometimes he talks so much I’ve not been able to get in a word in edgewise. yeah I remember last yr. when one of us called the other. it was after I’d gotten back from London and he goes ‘so how was London tell me about London’ and then goes on to talk about himself for a whole 5 mins. yeah talking people...........
but i ramble. um but anyway.

the bus people thing.