Gramps gets in your face on the 47

I was sitting across from a young woman who was talking on the cell phone, most probably about some relationship woes. When I got on the bus her conversation sounded like it had been going on for some time (“Well there are some things that I haven’t discussed with him but we need to talk about it to see where he stands…”). All sounded ordinary enough.

She was talking away about her relationship when an old man got up to get off the bus. He walked right up to her, his face tight and clenched. “You will never be happy. You are too selfish and mean to ever be happy,” he said.

Then he got off the bus.

The young woman was embarrassed and said to her phone companion, “Yeah, some guy on the bus, sounded just like mom, huh?”