Pooch stuffed in backpack for ride home.
Tonight’s journey home made me realize the peculiarity of life at times.
I’m a people watcher for the most part, I don’t always key in on one person over another, but once in awhile, they draw you to them, whether they want the attention or not. I take the bus home from work most days/nights and as I was awaiting my bus’ arrival, I stood behind a man with a rather large backpack. Now some might wonder if this man was what we’d refer to as suspicious with the fear and paranoia we carry around with us on a daily basis, but in fact…this man was no threat to our security. In his backpack, he sported a medium sized canine which could not appear to be more content. I suppose he (or she) has taken this trip a time or two. Maybe they have an act they take on the road and he pays the dog in kibble…who knows?!
Now just seeing the dog with the man was not what was disturbing as I’ve seen pets transported on subways, buses, trains…and occasionally in a bagpack of some sort. But what bothered me was seeing this poor pooch actually being stuffed into the backpack before he went outside to enter the bus. This was no toy poodle. More like a golden retriever possibly or a mixed breed. But regardless, it just didn’t seem right forcing Fido into that bag…whether he/she accepted it or not. But I digress…there was more going on that just this gem.
Behind me, to my dismay, there was a man down on the ground and a convoy of police officers surrounding him. Now it seemed as if the patron had passed out. I would hope he was not beaten by the authorities, but I saw no blood, so I assumed otherwise. I was waiting for a bus for approximately 15 minutes and as I waited, the crowd around this unfortunate traveler grew. I just hope things work out for him.
And last, but certainly not least, a crazy man was in the mix!
The man looked to be in his mid to late 40′s with glasses, a mix of dark hair with some grey…the dark prevailing and a thin frame. To my left, I see him wander aimlessly over to a man (turned out to be a driver for NJ Transit bus #32 to Nutley) and a woman just waiting like the rest of us. From the woman’s reports, he was prattling on, talking jibberish and at one point said to the employee, “You think it’s okay, you think it’s okay?” And the driver replied, “It’ll be okay buddy.” The nut then said, “No it’s not okay, do you see my glasses, look at my glasses!” I don’t know what that means, but when dealing with irrational people, the meaning behind the words is difficult to translate.
I hope you have similar adventures in your travels…minus the sick guy of course. Be well all!!!
Robby Radio…signing off!!!
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