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Bus Story: You Need to Stop That. Right Now.

December 8, 2010

A heavy rain hits the city and you’d think frogs and locusts were falling from the sky from the way people are driving. So not only was I later than usual, but the bus was late and packed. We’re damp, cold, and ready to get home. Plunking down next to me is a twenty-something woman. She’s on her phone. No biggie. She’s trying to be quiet. That’s nice. But the result is the person on the other end can’t hear her, so she’s repeating herself over and over. Now that’s a bother, but still within Acceptable Annoyance Tolerance Limits. Then I notice that she’s touching her face, repeatedly. First her nose, then eyebrows, then chin. Nothing about it shouts OCD or something diagnosable. It’s just disturbing. And it continues for 10, 15, 20 minutes. She spent a good 5 minutes just touching her chin, wiping her hands on her pants, and at it again. So now I’m really annoyed. And creeped out. I just want to grab her hand, look at her, and say, “Stop it!” But that might not go over so well. I should at least give her my dermatologist’s card. She’s gonna need it.


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