Last week we met at Central and caught the 3 over to Harmon's, so we could eat on the pretty tables. We did. This post is not about that.
This post is about how, as soon as we got on the 3, a host of other people also did, including one man who sat down in the sideways-facing seats at the front of the bus and immediately addressed the bus driver:
First, yes, and eww. Second, is this how you always begin conversations? There's some improvement to be made here, if so. This could be what you've been missing.
Commutergirl said in a somewhat raised voice, "Please! It's lunchtime!" Her cries went unheeded. Conversation proceeded along the lines it was originally postulated.
We weren't sorry to get off at Harmon's.