Sunday, April 20, 2008

Trauma on The Transit: Part III

Part II: All Aboard!!
People fascinate me; they always have. It probably sounds stalker-ish, but I love watching people. The way they talk, walk, and interact with one another is captivating. People-watching never ceases to bore me because people are all so different. Different—I’m sure that is what the bus driver thought of me as I shakily held out my student id to him on that first trip. The free ride the id was supposed to assure me seemed a little too good to be true. I felt like I was trying to pay for groceries with monopoly money. There was this horrible little feeling that this getting to school scotch free scheme wasn’t really going to work. My sweaty palms were ready to grab the coins I had carefully counted out and placed into my backpack pocket…just in case. My goal was to be invisible. Don’t cause a scene; don’t draw attention…just get to the seat and act normal. But after the driver nodded his approval, I turned towards the passengers and realized that normal was an ambiguous and over-rated term. My personal goal was to be invisible. Normally, I am a highly social talkative person, but having no delusions about my “street smarts”, I wasn’t going to try and make my daily bus ride a part of my social life.

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