Ok so I’m on the bus on my way to work, not feeling particularly sociable since I had recently been conned by a professional beggar woman (Long story). When this real legitimate looking deep in the forest of the jungle, so rough around the edges that inside can’t be smooth, Rasta man comes on to the bus. From Clark’s hill to All Saint’s proper, he has one of those loud, obnoxious, expletive filled, phone conversations that forces everyone on the bus to grind their teeth against the distraction from their own internal struggle. The lady next to me was seething.
But we stop at a preschool and the driver is about to drive off leaving the child at the side of the road to fend for himself, when the self same Rasta stops the bus and says:
*shameface* for judging…
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