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Bus Story: Not a Drop of Lemonade in Sight

August 4, 2010

Rather crowded ride home this warm Tuesday evening but most everyone who wanted a seat got one, with only a few standing. Given the look on one particular woman’s face, you’d think she was one of the standing. It’s by no means chilly and she’s wearing a worn cardigan that she clutches to her arms, as if someone might take it from her at any time. She’s well dressed otherwise, with spendy glasses, fancy handbag, and a well tailored, if slightly frumpy skirted suit. Her face changes slightly from a sour, pinched disapproval to a more pronounced distaste as she looks at our fellow riders. It’s like she’s been eating lemons for breakfast, lunch, and dinner for 60 years. I bet if she’d just take off the cardie, she would be more comfortable and maybe could try an orange or even a kiwi now and again. Perhaps a little ambrosia, with those little mandarin oranges would turn her into a happier person. Fruit salad as behavior modification…it could happen.


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