...and That Was the Most Interesting Thing Today

It was a sunny morning for a change and I found myself standing in front of my building feeling unusually awake for that time of day. The sun was out, it was cool and breezy. Traffic was light on the expressway. This was looking like a pretty nice day. Then I noticed that there was a raving derelict standing across the street. He was screaming at the top of his lungs at the people standing on my side of the street. I surveyed the commuters. You could tell that each of them tried as hard as they could to ignore the man. I didn't want a part of it, so I backtracked on my bus route for one stop. I got on and when we got to my usual stop, the raving derelict was waiting for the bus. He got on and I started to laugh. I thought to myself: "this is going to be an interesting ride." As the guy boarded the bus, I checked out the people standing at the stop. Half of the people who normally ride my bus dropped back and waited for the next bus (a sacrifice of up to 15 minutes of waiting). They must have been freaked out. As it turns out the dude was quiet for the entire ride downtown. He spent the ride looking out the window and nodding his head. Then as he got out, some passenger got in his way. The derelict started talking again...and when he stepped off the bus, he slammed his duffel bag down and resumed the scream-fest.

I'm not sure if the guy had control of his impulses. He was smart enough to keep his mouth shut on the bus. Then he picked up where he left off once he got off. I wonder how sane some of these crazies are in reality...don't you?

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