Moments after I boarded the bus this morning, the driver picked up the intercom to make this announcement.
“HEY! There’s a fire at Flushing and [garbled]. We gonna be rerouted down Metroplitan. You need to get off somewhere along the rerouted route, YOU LET ME KNOW, OKAY?! Don’t be yellin and screamin at me!”
Five blocks later, she made the same announcement, almost verbatim. Not a single head moved, either time.
I like the fact that the primary goal of her announcement was not to give us a heads-up that the bus was being rerouted, or that THERE’S A FIRE IN THE NEIGHBORHOOD, but to not hassle her because of either of these facts. And that no one seemed to notice or care anyway.
♪ It’s a hell of town… ♪