Nine

hey lady...

I was getting up, you saw me getting up to let you out, because we were nearly at your stop...but...we weren't quite there...

so, shoving past me while I'm only halfway moved, while the bus is still in motion, causing you to lurch and fall on my lap and then still, Still climbing over me to get out..was a bit unnecessary.

I have no intentions of keeping anyone trapped on the bus, I don't want to make you late for work...or the Tim Horton's line.

Wait an effing minute and I'll let you out next time..or, oh wait, there won't be a next time because I'm never sitting next to you again.

Love,
The Crabby Librarian