Thursday, September 22, 2005
i met a tramp today.
a real tramp.
he couldnt have been anything else, really. there i was standing at the bus stop happily miding my own business smsing my mom and he appears. and stares at me. through his goggles. u know those science lab type of goggles? yeah those. and he was being nowhere remotely near discreet. then he picks up his bags and puts it on the bench. and stares at me some more. then he fidgets. and places his bags near the roadside. and stares at me some more.. notice the trend..? yeah. so the bus takes a long time to arrive and i get maha uncomfortable.
twenty minutes later..
the bus arrives and i gladly hop on. only to be followed by the tramp. i find myself a seat and continue minding my own business. but the tramp.. he decides to follow me. and he starts shoving a two-dollar note in my face. and i was thinking..
what the hell does he want? is he donating money to me? dahaha. so i assumed he was asking for change and well, i didnt have any. so he starts shoving the two-dollar note into all the other passengers faces. and no one seems to want to entertain him. which is no surprise since he was being so rude.
so he went back to the front of the bus where the bus driver seemed to be having a monologue. every single person in the lower deck turned their heads to watch the commotion. every one. even the ones right at the back were craning their necks to get a glimpse of the action. (ok except this one lady who was asleep) what a kaypo society we live in.
the tramp gets off at the next stop and flings his bags onto the bus stop and slams the dustbin till it fell over and rolled about. and even as the bus was moving away, kaypo passengers were still watching the tramp let off steam in silence..
i wonder what his name was.
-aysha