Buses are a very interesting experience in so many ways. I think I need to figure out a way to turn my bus riding experiences into some kind of study and at least profit by all the human behavior I observe.
For example, the deterioration of social boundaries. On more than one occasion, absolute strangers have asked for my name, my phone number, or a date. The only other place where I was hit up that often was in the Dominican Republic, where I was most often hit upon because I was viewed as a passport to America.
There are also bus conversations. People somehow seem to forget that they're in public when on the bus. I can't tell you how many rants and one-side-of-the-conversation phone conversations I have heard. I heard a really bizarre one the other day, I'm not entirely sure if this girl, we'll call her "Jane", knew the person she was advising or not, I think maybe not, but she was quite free with her insight. quite free with it and I'm pretty sure drunk. But, hopefully whoever the recipient was felt a bit better about life and didn't take her advice to get drunk.
Anyway, if you are ever in need of a psychology project, check out your local bus system. I'm pretty sure it won't let you down.
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