I’m a sneaky little thing, I am, prone to listening in.
The bus is the perfect place to practice this art.
And it is an art. Don’t let the iPod fool you. Sure it looks like I’m listening to music, but I don't listen to it loud; and if it looks like you’re having an interesting time of it, I just may turn it off and see what's up with you…
What? Is that wrong? It’s a public space, for cryin’ out loud! If you don’t want everyone to hear about how that stain got on your living room couch, I suggest you speak in lower tones.
Which brings me to yesterday morning.
Join me on the bus, won’t you, where we keep our eyes ahead and our ears on scan…
It’s 7:14 a.m. Still dark. The bus is semi-full of heavy-lidded, blanket-coated folk who want nothing more than to be back in their beds.
That’s how it normally is. Except for when it’s summer, of course, when the bus is semi-full of heavy-lidded, cotton-clad folk who want nothing more than to be at the beach.
But back to our bus. And it is our bus, iddin it? Look how cozy we are! So cozy, in fact, that some of us have forgotten that we’re not alone…
The man directly across from us, a young, skinny man in a heavy, puffy jacket is speaking loudly enough that I can hear him over my music.
Yay! Eavesdropping! My favorite bus-bound early-morning activity.
I reach into my bag, turn my iPod off, and pull out my notebook.
“Dryer sheets? Yeah – what? No, dryer sheets!”
“What? You know they are! What are you on? What do you mean, where do you put them? You put them in the dryer!”
Brief pause while our man briefly loses it.
“Yeah with the clothes!! They go in the dryer! That’s why they call them “dryer sheets”! Where do you think you’d put them, woman?!”
That's enough for me. I go back to listening to The Black Keys.
But now that I've heard this, I feel as if I've somehow been charged with doing something with it. But what? I’m torn between pity for someone who has been called, during their commute, to explain where the dryer sheet goes and concern for the one who has made a call to determine what to do with said dryer sheet.
Hmmm. I may have to give up listening in for a bit. This one’s going to give me wrinkles.
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