By Casby Bias
Tiffany didn’t like riding the city bus.
No, really. To her, riding the city bus throughout the week was a constant reminder of the world always acting sneaky, mean, and disgusting.
On Mondays, there would always be that one sneaky guy who would beg Tiffany for ‘bus fare money’, only to run off to buy some potato chips from a gas station. Last Monday, the guy wasn’t even sneaky after he took Tiffany’s money. Dude actually came back and stood right next to Tiffany, chip bag in hand, smacking his lips from the taste of her hard-earned money.
Aw, that’s cool. NOT.
On Tuesdays, Tiffany usually came across mean. This week’s dose featured a cranky woman sitting in the front of the bus, going off on someone through her cell phone. Tiffany stared annoyed at the lady as she shrieked ‘I’m hanging up’ for what seemed like thirty minutes.
Actually it was about ten minutes, but come on, now. It’s still a long time. Hang UP already.
When Wednesdays came along, Tiffany witnessed disgusting. Even though every other seat was vacant, a mother and her little boy (nose running) decided to sit right in front of Tiffany. Tiffany just thought to herself 1) why her, and 2) where else she could possibly sit before the kid would start staring at her with his finger up his nose. It was pure luck this week when the boy’s mother got him to turn around in his seat.
Just in time to spray spit and snot (‘sneeze’) all over some other poor unfortunate soul’s neck.
Thursdays would usually conclude the grossness with Tuesday’s classy, cranky woman, joining in with the little boy by sucking up snot. It’s sad that the cranky woman thought it was fun, too. Gross.
However, through it all, this Friday changed Tiffany’s mind about riding the city bus.
An elderly man sitting in the front took out a cheap Barbie doll, still in its box. The man stared at it, as though he was checking for any insignificant flaws. Pleased, he smiled, and placed the Barbie back into a plastic bag. He stared into the distance, looking eager to get home.
Now, either he was a creepy doll collector, or he just bought a Barbie doll to make a little girl happy. Just seeing him smile from thinking how the girl would react to the doll made Tiffany believe that the world was still filled with trustworthy, kind, and wonderful people.
Tiffany sat back in her seat and closed her eyes, smiling with new hope for the world. Maybe the city bus isn’t so bad after all.