Wednesday, 23 March 2011

Buses and Taxis


The other day my flat mate bought me a mug, well in fact she bought two. And told me to pick. To be honest, I didn't really get it, one had a London bus and the other had a black cab on it.

"Choose" she said, "They reminded me of us"

At which point I was about to be offended...I knew I had been putting on a few pounds but as a big as a bus, surely not. And apart from the time my bag got run over by a taxi I couldn't really see the similarity.

"Boys!" She said. "They're like buses, they come all at once or not at all"

And the taxi? "That's you and me the morning after when we do the walk of shame!"

And then I laughed. Banana had got it spot on.

The bus situation definitely needed to be addressed - why do they all come at once? Or not at all? 
Bus One I have aptly named Bus Boy as he takes the 100 bus to work - he gets on before me and gets off before me, he probably hasn't even noticed me (or if he has its because I cant help staring at him idiotically) but I totally love him. As much as you can love someone you have never spoken to before, don't know their name, or indeed if they are single and straight. He does look like a vampire too which I love.

Then there is Bus numbers Two, the Colin Farrell look alike ie FIT, and oh so smart. I had never heard someone speak so passionately about what they do. Although when we did go to Reiss it was a bit disconcerting that I was checking out the clothes and he was checking out the fittings ( hes an architect)...

And then there is Bus number Three, the Toy Boy. But not much needs to be said about him, 26 is far too young now that I'm the grand old age of 29. And it showed.

Although to be fair, its not that these buses are going past my stop out of choice, there is a fair amount of me chasing after the bus.

As for the black cabs - well all I can say is that they have been a saviour. The morning after and the night before in getting me home, safe and in one piece.

I'm sure nothing will come of any of these buses but hey, life is a journey and not a destination so in the meantime....."Taxiiiiiii!"