Short Stories from the Weekend
19/02/2007When I was catching the Greyhound to London, there was a father with 3 kids at the bus stop. The kids weren’t younger then 7 and probably not older then 13. The father was smoking, then the oldest of the kids did the same. I was instantly reminded of how much I hate smoking.
When I was waiting for the city bus, I overheard a 10 minute conversation from 2 grade 9′ish guys about how one of them wanted to buy this ’sick’ hat for $20, and how he wanted to do it now, the other advised him to get the sweater first so that he’d have a ‘matching style’. I was amused through and through.
When I was getting onto that bus I was waiting for, I didn’t have exact change. I inquired if that was alright with the bus driver, sighing, this being downtown, he asked me well how short was I. I replied “I have $3″, his reply was “Well, of course that’s fine!”.
When I was just about ready to get off that bus, a group of 3 guys got on and had a conversation behind me. They were discussing how one of their friends got beat up by a group of others, and how someone didn’t have the “balls” to help out, only one of the participants of the conversation was there, he didn’t help out either.
The chinese place in the Westmount mall closed. That sucks. I almost got a Nintendo Wii at that mall, but I missed it by an hour or two. That sucks. I swear Allen said he wouldn’t be working all weekend, both him and Caprice did. That sucks.
I lost my phone when only travelling between 2 places in a house, conveniently I put it on silent only minutes before. Hours later we found the phone.
I’ve now seen Clerks II twice.
I find that I end up sending a lot of text messages to Sharon when she’s in Bowmanville and I’m in London. They’re always amusing and are definitely worth the time. This probably somehow ties in with me losing the phone.
I made nachos for breakfast and lunch on Sunday, they were well received
Cherish is ticklish, we know that now, Kendel also knows that getting kicked in the crotch is a distinct possibility while finding out the former fact. Thanks for taking one for the team!
More relationships are built on hate and prejudice then I could have ever imagined. I think I should patent this theory before Sharon tries to claim it as her own, kinda like with snuggets™
The 23 bus apparently no longer runs on Sundays.
As a result of that, I know that taking a cab costs exactly $10.35 more + tip then taking that bus.
The cab option leads to interesting conversations with a cab driver from Egypt. His friend also went to Waterloo, he started in ‘86 and graduated in ‘91, I no longer feel as old. The cab driver trully loves Russia/USSR and wants them to be back in power. He quite literally thanked me for all the help we’ve provided his country, the conversation we had was different and amusing.
The Greyound comes with a surprise, they get us an express bus, in addition to the 4-5 stop one. A girl, well not really, she was a bit older then me, sits next to me. She seems to be from the cooler crowd, I don’t think she responds to my ‘hi!’, she ends up sleeping on my shoulder. I don’t blame her, I was wearing my Wilson sweater and it’s absolutely *delicious* to the touch.
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