Tensions are rising.
Last week I was witness to a scene involving Silent Dreadlocks Guy and a passenger waiting for the bus on Valley Road near Mt. Hebron. Basically, Silent Dreadlocks blew right past the guy, who proceeded to sprint after the bus, bang on the door until he got Ol' Stoneface's attention, and, after boarding, berate him for not stopping. How heated did it get? Silent Dreadlocks actually spoke -- real words! -- in his defense. The words, something about a stoplight which in fact had nothing to do with anything, made absolutely no sense, but still...
Then yesterday, inspired by sunny conditions and a wide-open Route 3, Silent Dreadlocks put the pedal to the metal and was doing a brisk 30 MPH, driving a middle-aged lady passenger into a rage. Sitting at the front of the bus -- directly to the right of the driver's seat! -- she called DeCamp on her cell phone to complain. I was sitting several rows back, so I didn't hear exactly what was said, but my sense was she undermined her cause by being obnoxious and loudly complaining about how she was going to be late for a meeting. Another passenger actually chided her for her lack of foresight, saying, "It's DeCamp time. You've got to plan for it."
Last week I was witness to a scene involving Silent Dreadlocks Guy and a passenger waiting for the bus on Valley Road near Mt. Hebron. Basically, Silent Dreadlocks blew right past the guy, who proceeded to sprint after the bus, bang on the door until he got Ol' Stoneface's attention, and, after boarding, berate him for not stopping. How heated did it get? Silent Dreadlocks actually spoke -- real words! -- in his defense. The words, something about a stoplight which in fact had nothing to do with anything, made absolutely no sense, but still...
Then yesterday, inspired by sunny conditions and a wide-open Route 3, Silent Dreadlocks put the pedal to the metal and was doing a brisk 30 MPH, driving a middle-aged lady passenger into a rage. Sitting at the front of the bus -- directly to the right of the driver's seat! -- she called DeCamp on her cell phone to complain. I was sitting several rows back, so I didn't hear exactly what was said, but my sense was she undermined her cause by being obnoxious and loudly complaining about how she was going to be late for a meeting. Another passenger actually chided her for her lack of foresight, saying, "It's DeCamp time. You've got to plan for it."
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