May 12, 2017
@decdbutalive liked for a starter
“Oh...pardon.” The minute that his elbow was running itself into a group of unsuspecting ribs, the man was jumping, grabbing said body part as if it was the only way to keep it away. He was much too lanky for these places, public buses especially. A 6′3″ man had no place when it was crowded like this, constantly bumping and getting stares--even while seated. He wished that someone had been home to drive him since legally he didn’t have the vision to do so. If he hadn’t been sitting, he wouldn’t have jabbed her. Actually standing might be a little more friendly to his knees too. Thus, as an apology, he was pointing.
“would ya like this seat? Mi bum’s goin’ to sleep.”
