Well today I had an asshole moment on the bus again. I'm sitting on my own because there is a beer can next to my sneaker. A beer can I didn't drink from.
Every time someone got on the bus, they would see my pleasantry and smile, then, they look down and see the beer can and keep walking.
I kinda feel like that nice town you drive through with plans of moving there in the future, then you see a homeless person and your mind suddenly changes.
To make matters worse the can moves back and forth making that noise only beer cans do so well. The person sitting across from me and I must have looked at each other three times. It's that awkward stare.
My biggest problem is deciding who is the bigger asshole, the drunk that left his beer can behind? Or was it the shoddy cleaning lady?
Help!
