July 06, 2006
To the white-trash girls who get on the bus every morning... When you get on the bus, listen for a second. Hear that? That's the sound of quiet. When one word makes you think of a song, I believe the trigger word was "sign" this morning, there is no need to serenede the whole bus. We are not quiet on the bus because we are stunned by your beauty, aroma, or rock-star-like personality. We are quiet because it's morning, and it's the polite thing to do on public transportation. For those of us who do talk, we use our indoor voices. Do you remember in 4th grade being told to use your indoor voices? Of course, maybe I'm assuming too much, maybe you didn't graduate from 3rd grade yet.
As for the smell. I understand you smoke. Fine, whatever. But this is beyond smelling like smoke. Are you using a new Chanel Smoke Perfume? Or do you only smoke in your closet or underneath your dresser?
Posted by mldarby at July 6, 2006 11:05 AM