Sunday, February 22, 2015
We talked for a long time. He mentioned how earlier that day he restrained himself when he wanted to pummel some guys who called him a retard. He was so proud of himself for not hitting them. We talked a lot about self control and the importance of thinking before speaking. I showed him my tattoo ("fewer words"), told him how I struggle with keeping my mouth shut when I'm with my wife, and we shared some laughs about how difficult relationships can be.
He said God has been so faithful to him. He has never given up on him. I told him the reason I was on the bus was that I was actually headed to church. We laughed some more.
Saturday, February 21, 2015
Last week, I just happened to meet the same guy on bus! I remember him clearly: kindly asking to sit, the rubbing of his face, and most distinctively... the asking for a meal and his love for Subway.
I was actually in a hurry to get to church, since I was volunteering. However, realizing that I packed a few snacks in my back for myself, I offered him some carrot sticks, celery, and potato chips. He refused.
I guess he wasn't that hungry after all.
Wednesday, June 15, 2011
It is 7:15 on a Wednesday morning, and I am waiting for my bus to go to work. I see two ladies in shorts, walking down the street, getting wet from the rain. They enter the local corner market, and I quickly forget about them.
About five minutes later, I hear a loud female voice behind me, "Hey!" I turn and look, pulling down the wet hood covering part of my face. "Are you 21?" It was the two young twenty-somethings wearing shorts in the rain.
I laughed out loud because I knew exactly where this conversation was headed. "Yes," I replied.
"Will you buy us beer?"
"Are you 21?" I ask.
"Yeah, but the stupid guy in there won't let us buy it."
She pulls out a photocopy of her supposed drivers license, clearly looking suspicious.
"Where is the original?" I ask with a smile on my face.
The two girls eye each other and respond, "I dunno," and smile at me.
"Well, my bus is coming right now," pointing up the street, "and even if I had the time, I wouldn't buy it since I don't know you, ladies."
They responded, "You're a dick," and proceeded to cross the street.
Tuesday, April 12, 2011
On my bus ride home today, the cutest little 2 year old in the world started screaming at a super high pitch. Everyone was wondering what pain she was in, looked over, and saw her mother smiling at her. They were at the bus stop they were supposed to get off at. The mother was holding an infant, so couldn't pick up the sad little toddler. She was so sad to get off the bus she didn't know what to do with herself. Eventually, the mother slowly walked off the bus with the crying girl following behind. As the bus door shut, everyone on the bus laughed at her unusual attraction to public transportation.
Thursday, August 26, 2010
Today I saw a cute kid trying to wave to the train operator after he and his mother exited the MAX train. I have never seen that before. I often forget that there are train operators. I'm glad that children recognize them and try to say "Hi."