I haven't let myself release any angst in a while - but I did so yesterday evening on the public Boulder bus system. It's 5:30 and a bunch of freshmen (boys and girls) high school students got on the bus two blocks past the station. The boys formed two groups, the wanna-be Ramones in the front, with leather jackets and oiled hair. Jocks and class nerds went into the back. I was sitting across from the mid-bus exit door. Two young girls sat behind me - they both had bad colds and kept coughing and hacking, noisily. They did not cover their mouths, I was was feeling spittle on the back of my neck, after they both coughed twice. The became intense about a very serious discussion - "Did you hear?" - "O! No way!" - and "OMG I just SENT that to HIM!" Thankfully my stop was coming up.
I took out a tissue and wiped the back of my neck, as they coughed on me, again, in unison. Then one said - "OMG - I haven't shaved anywhere in two weeks!" .... Wicked, wicked me..... As I stood up for my stop, I leaned toward them and said, "That isn't something people want to hear on a bus." They looked at each other and they said, in unison, little blue-eyed blond, and brown-eyed black-haired - "Shut up, old cow!"
Ooooops. Wrong button to push on the wrong day at the wrong time.
As I backed out the door, I waved my hand at the two of them, and said, at the top of my powerful voice. "Oh, my Gawd!! You haven't shaved anywhere in over two weeks?!?!?! - That's completely disgusting! Not your pits, or your pubes, or your legs?!?!?! Great Gawd Awmighty, child! - You must look like a baby spiny anteater just growing in it's first quills!"
People were laughing as the door closed behind me - and the girls were scarlet.......