I’m really a boring guy. Maybe my health issues make me a little unique, but for the most part I stick to my middle-of-the-road life. I live in a fairly nice neighborhood in the city, where I stick out because I don’t make as much money as the newer neighbors. I shop at regular stores. I drive a brand new economy car. Even though I get in arguments with people from time to time, I’m pretty much law abiding. So I guess riding public transit is my only real exposure to people who aren’t in a similar situation. I got on the light rail to head home and I saw a family of grandmother, mom, dad, and daughter with a big balloon that said, “Congratulations.” I thought maybe daughter (who was in her 30’s maybe) might have been pregnant. But mom started talking about how it was, “Nice to be out,” and after doing one day of community service she wanted to be locked up for 45 days instead of having to put up with all the crap.

The family was across the aisle and weren’t so bad. If nothing else, they weren’t too loud. There was a guy behind me who was screaming into my ear, and possibly into his cell phone, about getting his mom into rehab and how he’s pretty much going to have to write her off if she didn’t take it seriously. He talked for probably 30 minutes until we went into a tunnel.

For some reason that wasn’t as annoying as the normal people who got on after the family and cell-phone guy got off and started talking without taking a breath about the winners of the Emmy awards. One “normal” woman, who was a bit older, didn’t have her bus pass on her company ID as is required. She had it on her driver’s license and the fare inspector made her peel it off (which destroys it) and put it on her company ID (which she loses quite regularly according to her loud conversation with the inspector.)

I get to miss the drama tomorrow because I’m skipping work to play in a charity golf tournament. I’m guessing I’m going to get the high score tomorrow. Yay!