I really need to buy a car...
A recent bus ride home was not as pleasant as I would have liked it to be. I was feeling feverish from my cold, and I was nursing a very painful broken heart. Honestly, I just learned that the guy that I’ve been crushing on for as long as I could remember, is not ready to be in a relationship (he did tell me this in the beginning, but I conveniently dismissed it when I thought that we were getting closer—Yes, I know. I’m stupid!!!!). To make my bus ride even worse, a very chatty stranger planted himself right beside me.
Let me just say that I was not in the mood to be social or friendly. Not only was I congested and trembling from chills due to my hellish cold, but finding out that the months of flirting with my crush were in vain, had left me a very angry woman.
When brothaman sat down next to me, I just KNEW that he wanted to talk. He was giving me the “lets get to know each other better” stare. I immediately swung my head and gazed out the window so that he would not hypnotize me with his evil stare.
Once the bus emptied a bit, brothaman was ready for action. He introduced himself to me, and even though I was in the foulest mood imaginable, I said hello, making sure not to look him in the eye. I really didn’t want to talk! He told me his name was Rohan. He looked kind of familiar to me, but I dare not let him know that I thought that I met him before. Who knew how long that conversation would last!
I gave him my real name and I informed him that I wasn’t in the mood to chat because I was having a “REALLY BAD DAY.” He took one look at me and he deduced that it had to do with a man. I didn’t say anything—I just continued to look out the window and pray that he would stop talking.
But Rohan kept talking and insisted that I take down his phone number so that I could call him and discuss my “problems.” I told him thanks, but my girlfriends were the only people that I wanted to discuss my problems with. Yet again, I turned my attention to the window.
You’d think that brothaman would get the picture, but no! He told me that I needed to have fun this weekend and to not let my “man” stress me. He told me that if he was causing me that much stress, I didn’t need him.
Getting tired of listening to him trying to woo me and talking smack about my crush, I had to let him know that it was a bad time and that I was not in the mood to talk to anyone at the moment. Much to my surprise he seemed okay with it and he backed off. Thankfully my stop was next and I pranced off the bus.
All I could think about as I exited the bus was that I really need to save some cash and buy a car!
peace & love
michelle
Let me just say that I was not in the mood to be social or friendly. Not only was I congested and trembling from chills due to my hellish cold, but finding out that the months of flirting with my crush were in vain, had left me a very angry woman.
When brothaman sat down next to me, I just KNEW that he wanted to talk. He was giving me the “lets get to know each other better” stare. I immediately swung my head and gazed out the window so that he would not hypnotize me with his evil stare.
Once the bus emptied a bit, brothaman was ready for action. He introduced himself to me, and even though I was in the foulest mood imaginable, I said hello, making sure not to look him in the eye. I really didn’t want to talk! He told me his name was Rohan. He looked kind of familiar to me, but I dare not let him know that I thought that I met him before. Who knew how long that conversation would last!
I gave him my real name and I informed him that I wasn’t in the mood to chat because I was having a “REALLY BAD DAY.” He took one look at me and he deduced that it had to do with a man. I didn’t say anything—I just continued to look out the window and pray that he would stop talking.
But Rohan kept talking and insisted that I take down his phone number so that I could call him and discuss my “problems.” I told him thanks, but my girlfriends were the only people that I wanted to discuss my problems with. Yet again, I turned my attention to the window.
You’d think that brothaman would get the picture, but no! He told me that I needed to have fun this weekend and to not let my “man” stress me. He told me that if he was causing me that much stress, I didn’t need him.
Getting tired of listening to him trying to woo me and talking smack about my crush, I had to let him know that it was a bad time and that I was not in the mood to talk to anyone at the moment. Much to my surprise he seemed okay with it and he backed off. Thankfully my stop was next and I pranced off the bus.
All I could think about as I exited the bus was that I really need to save some cash and buy a car!
peace & love
michelle
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