Adventures in micro-buses and other stuff that makes me smile

Well… Let’s just say that whenever I travel home or to the center from a walk or studying on a micro-bus, something fun/weird is bound to happen.

First time, I was coming back at around 9 pm. the only bus I managed to take was 02. I got in, got a seat and was listening to music. Some drunk weirdo in a suit got in on the next stop and was hanging  right next to me, pushing my legs. After 5 minutes of insolent pushing towards my legs,  I got angry and pushed the bastard away. He kept on staring at me until his bus stop came up. All the bus smelled like alcohol, making me wanna puke…

Second time I was going for a walk on a nice warm day. It happened that I got on 02 again. A bunch of teenagers were laughing like horny horses and after I got in, the one with the most retatded face expression (I assume he was the pack leader) came up and tried to know my name and number.  I didn’t react (I was wearing earphones, so I didn’t care). couple minutes passed, and he tried again. He was saying something and smiling with all his 28 enormous teeth as I turned my head, took one of the earphones out and said while looking into those lightweight-brain eyes: “Go do your homework, kid”. That kind of offended the boy, and he sat back down. Then another skinny one with computer-angled spine crawled closer and tried saying something. I just rolled my eyes and turned up the volume. The rest of my trip to the center I spent having paper pieces flying at me until my stop. Yeah, not pleasant, but there were too many of them and half of the boys were really huge.

Third time happened on the 02 again 🙂 I was going back home late in the evening. 2 village boys dressed in GUCCI and ARMANI were blabbering about something half in Russian, half in Kazakh. After they got a seat, both of them realized that “nipanimayu” (means “I don’t understand” in a bad Russian) sounds extremely funny. They kept repeating it and giggling like little schoolgirls until their bus stop. I regretted having put the earphones somewhere very deep in my bag…

After those cases I felt strange whenever an 02 came by the bus stop. But, another evening it was getting late and I had to get on one… I got on the seat right next to 2 teenage girls (14-15 y.o.). I guess, they didn’t like it; to show their superiority (I have no idea how that was supposed to show it, but they did it) one of the girls stood right in front of me, leaning on the seat in front of me and looking at me like she’s the queen and I’m the the worst joker in the kingdom. Later she decided that it wasn’t enough to satisfy her royalness and coolness before me, the girl grabbed the sticky curtain holder and held on it (that moved her arm very close to my face – approximately 10-15 cm). All that time I was just listening to music, not reacting on anything. After she started holding on the curtain holder and have her hand slipping from there occasionally, I gave her a crusty look, fixed the position of my glasses, and kept on listening to music. Later, some seats got free, and both girls moved to the back of the bus. When my bus stop was announced, the first one to answer on it was that same girl. I ended up answering right after her. Before getting outside I looked toward the end of the bus. She was standing there, getting ready to get out. I went out of the bus, put my hood on, and started moving towards the road (both of us needed to cross the road. The girl looked back at me and started running. I thought: why would you run across the road when there’re no cars. Then I realized: she was running away from me. I guess that look I gave scared her and she thought I was coming to get her. I couldn’t help smiling all the way to the apt.

The last time I traveled home in the evening was yesterday (Sunday, 29.04). I didn’t take 02, but 011. There were no problems until the candy factory bus stop. A guy, looking like a street bully, wearing a sport suit and a beanie hat, got inside. He was plugging the earphones into the phone. I sometimes look around (I like observing stuff) and when I looked at the guy, I saw him moving his lips and smiling. He wanted to talk to me, I guess. I didn’t react and kept looking somewhere else. Then, the seat next to me got free, and he sat there. The guy tried attracting my attention, but I didn’t even look at him. My dad called; I talked to him, ended the call. Then I looked at the guy sitting next to me (that street bully), and hid my phone in a pocket on the opposite side of my jacket. He looked offended and sad. The next bus stop announced – he got out right away. Confusing 😀

Today, at work my boss asked me about the Google Chrome fail reasons. I explained him that it’s the cryptography program messing with Chrome. He said that he didn’t believe in that; I responded: “Well, then I might be wrong and I don’t know why it’s like that”.

After some time, he asked a specialist who came to fix another laptop to take a look at the issue. And, guess what? I WAS right! It’s the cryptography program issue! And it’s impossible to get rid of the problem without removing that nasty app.

I still feel proud of myself, because it took me less time to figure out the root of the issue than it was for the specialist from the tech-support company. The guy repeated every move that I made on Friday in my attempts to fix it. I knew it… tech-support runs in my blood 😀

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