Rude Beyond Belief
Rude Beyond Belief
Rude Beyond Belief
The boy was on his cell phone he had his one sided conversation going on hot
and heavy he said some loud rude song in my ear mostly gone from rude all day
long. The question was a surprise the driver told him quick just this time the time
but not the whichever bus and then the driver stepped out of his thinking box he
opened up his door surprising everyone “WHICH direction BOY?” The boy just
could not let go of phone he just said that a way like a Cowboy may say the Driver
was all man just looking to help someone the boy he was a mess not missing
conversation on his rude and blessed cell phone.
The Driver told him plainly I am the next bus going home the LAST bus the very
one in the direction of downtown. The boy looked super surprised wiping the
glaze out of his eyes Oh, he had surmised it He said this to the Driver “I am not
even listening to you I am talking to someone on my Rude Cell Phone. The Driver
was so sad as he hastened our departure as he closed the door eye heard them
gears change position in his thinking “That is what I get for helping someday eye
will learn to only drive the bus and not opine to someone speaking on a Rude
Cell Phone.
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