Yes, my Dear Void. Today is Valentines Day. I like it though I have never really had anything romantic happening on this day. Yes, even when I was married. I remember getting a card once and flowers once.
Some people are really pessimistic about this day. The call it a commercial holiday and roll their eyes when someone buys a heart shaped box of chocolates. I dont understand those people. Yes, its true, it is a sales-holiday but when theres a day to make your loved one feel special, why not do it and nobody should rain on your parade. Spread the love!
You know what happened to me couple of days ago. Something really bizarre, yet hilarious.
You know how peoples lives have patterns. How you always make coffee in the morning the same way, wake up the same time, take the same bus to work. So do I. I always take the same bus simply because that bus goes once in an hour and theres no other I can take.
And when you take the same bus every day, those people are all familiar to you. Rarely you see someone completely new.Well, heres the story. Two stops after I get on the bus, one older man gets on the bus. He is not little bit older than me, he could be approximately 60 (at least he looks that way with his gray moustache). Few days before Christmas last year he sat beside me and we started a conversation, about weather, bad road conditions because of the snow and upcoming holidays, really harmless, harmless things. Since then we greet eachother with a nod and he wishes me nice day when he exits the bus. You think its a nice story? Keep reading.
On Tuesday, he was sitting infront of me and just before he stepped off the bus, he looked in my eyes and slipped me a little crumpled piece of paper. Yes, he did. Then he left and I was sitting there, feeling weird. The bus drove on and when I unfolded the paper it said: Dear respectable Lady. Please call. Phonenumber and name at the bottom. Can you believe it?
When I told this story to my colleague she was laughing and said that on Thursday (today) when its Valetines Day, I bet he will come on the bus with flowers for you. I hope not. Im little afraid now.
And just in case you are wondering, NO, I didnt call. Hes older than my own father. Im really not interested in such things.
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