Every time I get on the shuttle, I say hello to the driver. It's automatic. I fancy myself observant, but it's taken me five years to realize most people ignore the driver totally. Once I realized it, I started counting like the dutiful little creeper I am and kept tabs in a note on my phone. I am always one of the first off the train and onto the shuttle, and always one of the hellos in these numbers:
Wednesday: four out of 28
Thursday: two out of 27
Friday: seven out of 29
Monday: four out of 15
Tuesday & Wednesday: you can't creep when you're deathly ill
Thursday: six out of 24
Friday: four out of 22
Yes yes, it's the way of the world, isn't it? We're all so busy with our faces in our phones and our heads up our asses.
Think of how powerful a simple hi is...in one word you could put a big dent in someone's isolation.
That's all. We are the world and kumbayah and all that jazz too.
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