We recently enjoyed a delicious German meal at the Chicago Brauhaus. After stuffing ourselves silly with bratwurst, schnitzel, plenty of sauerkraut, and a selection of German beers, we stumbled back to the bus stop and caught the 81 east back to our neck of the woods. The bus was packed, so we barely managed to sidle our way back a few feet. We made small talk with the lady we were squeezed up next to for the next ten minutes, as there's nothing much else to do when you're inches away from a perfect stranger. She was very pleasant, and we had a few crowded-bus-related laughs before arriving at a stop that belonged to an old lady who was sitting down behind us.
As we realized she needed to get off, we all started to shuffle around as best we could to accommodate her. Despite the existence of roughly 435 people on this bus, this cranky old woman began berating us for our failure to create a suitable egress for her:
"You know, if you would all just move towards the back, there would be room for everybody."
The three of us were kind enough to keep our fool mouths shut until she made her way off the bus. Then we took another look around the sea of faces surrounding us and just about fell all over each other laughing. Best cranky lady ever.
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