An Open Letter to The Angry Lady on the Bus

Dear Angry Woman on the Bus

Hello, you do not know me as an individual, nor I you but I have encountered you many times now. Each time we have met you have met me with the same sour stare.

Every single time I have seen you on the bus you have looked rather displeased with well…everyone. And I simply don’t know why.

Yes, I’m sure you have plenty of reasons to be dissatisfied. The bus was late again. I’m sure your day at work was just as long as mine was. It was hot today and very humid. 

My day was long, too. And I experienced the same atmospheric conditions you did. The bus was late for me, as well. Yet I do my best to at least appear content on my crowded bus trip. 

Yet no matter what day it is you give me the same angry stare.

You sit there shooting bitter glances at me and other bus patrons. There you remind, cross-armed and quiet, not moving, not flinching, just remaining like an angry, disappointed bump on a log.

I have no idea what I did to deserve your disapproval. If I did something to offend, I’d love to know so I can fix it. 

Until then, please relax. Have a candy bar or something. Watch a funny cat video. But generally, just chill out. 

Thanks,

Just Another Face on the Bus

Amanda. ❤