Thursday, January 17, 2013

NOT IN FRONT OF THE KIDS

Some time ago, I was on TRAX, when a UTA bus driver called into the garage to inform the powers that be that he was going to be late for his relief at Salt Lake Central because the train was late, and could the lateness not be counted against him.

A passenger with his two young wards (I think they were his children, but you should never assume) thereupon struck up a conversation with the driver about the fact that he had just called into the garage to inform the powers that be that he was going to be late.

I thought that was already pretty clear, but there you go.

During the conversation, the passenger said something to the effect of: "Yeah, you gotta CYA! Cover your . . ." then, with a nervous glance at the two small children, ". . . rear."

That's right, dude. Not in front of the kids.

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