I can't escape them. This semester I've twice garnered a seat near these 2 old white men on their way to the hospital. I don't know how or why they've suddenly found my bus. Maybe it's because MY schedule changed, not theirs. Either way, they are driving me nuts!
Guy 1: Hey everybody!
Everybody: *blank face*
Guy 1: Why did the chicken cross the road?
Everybody: *eye roll* *silence*
Guy 1: To get away from this guy.
Guy 1 and Guy 2: *guffawing*
Guy 1: Hey, what's your name?
Poor girl: Lisa.
Guy 1: Hey Lisa! I'm Gary, and this is Bill!
Poor girl: Hi.
He interrogates her about school and bores her and she is the most polite thing ever.
Guy 2: I have to have a sense of humor. Otherwise I wouldn't be able to shave in the morning.
He tells same joke this morning.
Here's my thing. Can you NOT bother people with your craziness and especially at 9 a.m.? Thanks. We love you for it. You have a friend with you for a reason. Bother him. And I know someone's gonna call me mean for talking about old people like this but old, young, whatever, I don't really have much to say to people who shout to entire buses.
Oh and the guy my age who engaged me in a 9 minute conversation (that felt like 40) at the bus stop yesterday, brought on by my SGRho umbrella. ("Are you being hazed right now or hazing people?" -- For real? What's up question you NEVER ask people. And certainly not as an opener. How YOU doin?) Can you not? Like ever again? Thanks.