Thursday, April 5, 2012

Ain't Love Grand

On the bus today got this older couple .. by older I mean maybe late 40’s early 50's kinda hipster couple who you know have just found new love. They're dressed smartly in casual going out date wear and choose the seat in front of me. Immediately they're ka-noodling and chatting still in the glow of the happy early days of their new relationship. Is'nt that cute (vomit) I think looking out the window.  Looking back I  notice this black thing in her hair as she sexy-flicks it turning to converse with to her new spunky beau. Its about 3-4cms long .. hmmm is thats a funny hair clip?  No wait.. its moving!!


Holy crap man that’s a SLUG!!!!!


She's sitting on the window side directly in front of me and the worm is on the window side of her head+hair too. So captain spunky can’t see it when they kiss and turn to each other to chat. She has no idea its there either.  

So.. I get thinking to myself:
“ Do I tap her on the shoulder and tell them”
"Do I take a photo and post it on facebook…”
“hmmm hey shit man hope that thing don’t get flicked on me”  in one of her flirty sexy head turns to her man.

Back to mr worm..  I’m watching him crawling,  his million little legs oscillating away up the side of her hair as he snakes slowly towards the top of her head. By this time I’ve also shuffled across to the next seat and out of the line of worm flick fire.. I hope.

Soon our little worm explorer makes it all the way up to the safety and more secure location of the PART in the middle of her hair.. " ahhh nice it’s like a little nest up here" he's thinking. Surely mr sexy has seen him by now???  Its a dark morning and he has sunnies on so no he can’t see. Now I’m feeling a bit guilty and thinking I gotta tell them.  I'm getting visions of him turning to kiss her and coping some worm tongue instead. This could be the pivotal and horrible moment which spells an end to their budding romance?  It'll be all my fault!!??

But its all too late its their stop and they are getting off.  So up they get. Mr does the gentlemanly thing and steps aside and allows his new love out of the seat first. He’s gotta see it on her head.. he must do now surely he's looking right at it following her to the exit??  But alas no he has’nt seen it.  Hmmm maybe they like little wormy I’m thinking .. what if they’re into that kinda thing?  Is it their pet?  Holding hands they get off the bus with their worm child aboard her hair cradle.   Out into the sunshine as the step off the bus ..  when suddenly Mr spots wormy on the top of her head.    “You’ve got something in your hair…  WTF A WORMM!!”  Swiftly he comes to her rescue flicking it off.  I’m watching thru the bus window so I have no audio but I can bet that’s what he is saying.  I do hear her squeal however when she discovers the horror of it all her hands racing thru her hair in that “get the fuk off me dance” you do like when walking thru spider webs.   

This classic moment.. it happens all as the bus is moving off and I’m watching her mad stomping panic dance in the distance.  I wondered.. would this be the end of their relationship? Was that a deal breaker? Maybe it might have been if little wormy made it to their pashing lips? Would their new found love be strong enough to see past this little incident?  The perils of new love.


 

2 comments:

Anonymous said...

Funny how you call someone in their 40's "older"!?

I dare you to write a blog about your upcoming doctors appointment when they jam their fingers up your ass and ask you to take a deep breath and hold it in...all part of being 40 and taking care of your health (or some justifying words to that effect).

SK-Bass said...

yeah okay!
I defined them as being "older" or 40's as being older to juxtapose them with the teenagers you might typically see publicly displaying their affections