Saturday, March 31, 2007

This kid behind me on the bus starts screaming "Sea Owl" to his mother. "Sea Owl! Sea Owl! Sea Owl! Where's Sea Owl!?" repeatedly. After ignoring her child for the first ten minutes of the trip she finally asks what he's saying. "We're in Seattle," he says slowly. Now I get it, this kid likes to talk, his mother likes to ignore him, and in the process he can't speak right. At least he's smart.

He pokes his rat head around the seat and starts screaming "Peacock!" in my face. I try to smile, but I really want nothing to do with him. Had his mother told him to leave that man alone I would have said it was alright and talked to the kid and his mother. Seeing as the kid's starved for attention, I'd assume there's no father and let's face it, she already has one kid, so we know she's easy.

"Peacock, peacock!" but since mom insists on ignoring him and the fact that he's antagonizing some stranger on the bus, I can't help but think this family has more problems then I'm willing to immerse myself in. "Peacock!" Leave me alone you little menace. "Peacock, peacock, peacock!" what are you saying? Do you just suck at peak-a-boo? Go away, gnaw on some of the chairs or something, but stop talking to me.

My bus stop comes eight blocks sooner then normal. As I proceed to the front I'm bid adieu with a peacock barrage, "Peacock, peacock, peacop, pea cop, pee cup, pee cup, pee cup." Jesus Christ this kid wants a cup to pee in! What the hell sort of family is this? HOW DOES HE EVEN KNOW IT'S POSSIBLE TO PEE IN CUPS?!? I'll put not talking to these people on the smart move board.