my favorite bus driver in hohenlohe
so there's this one bus driver i encounter at least once a week. the guy is an absolute asshole. seriously. i have never met someone so absurdly cranky in my life. he's just permanently grumpy. it doesn't matter what you do or don't do, the guy is guaranteed to find something to be pissed about--and he WILL scold you, in typical german fashion. it's hilarious. this guy makes my day. for real!
people like that--you know, people who seem determined not only to be miserable but to make sure they inflict their misery on everyone else--used to piss me off. but a guy i worked with last summer made an interesting comment after hearing of our encounter with a particularly irritable woman with an overdeveloped sense of entitlement (the "birmingham" lady, for those of you who were there). he was like, "people like that make me happy." and i was like, "huh!?!?!?!" and then he explained that people like that make him glad that he's not like that, that he's not an ass, that there are, in fact, nice people in the world. and you know, the guy had a point.
i mean, we could all walk around being pissed off and critical and belittle everyone we encounter--god knows, it's not like it's hard to do!!! but we have a choice. bus driver man chooses to be angry at the world. and he seems quite content with that decision. you know, if being angry makes him happy...whatev. but now that i can interact with people like that without getting angry in return, i actually find them amusing. i seriously laughed all the way home, because he was in rare form today: the bus he was driving wasn't even listed on the fahrplan, and the two other buses that were supposed to come hadn't arrived yet, so everyone was confused and kept asking him if he went to this place or that place, and he just got more and more visibly agitated, and then this group of kids got on the bus, and he was mad that they had "waited" to get on the bus. (in actuality, it took them all of 5 seconds to walk from where they had been standing--at the end of the bus--to where he had stopped. i think he was just pissed that they got on the bus at all.) so all of this takes about a minute. then this little old lady, who had been standing there watching the whole scene unfold right along with me, goes up and asks him one more question. he just blew up at her, and she came back and looked at me, shaking her head, and we both just laughed incredulously.
people like that--you know, people who seem determined not only to be miserable but to make sure they inflict their misery on everyone else--used to piss me off. but a guy i worked with last summer made an interesting comment after hearing of our encounter with a particularly irritable woman with an overdeveloped sense of entitlement (the "birmingham" lady, for those of you who were there). he was like, "people like that make me happy." and i was like, "huh!?!?!?!" and then he explained that people like that make him glad that he's not like that, that he's not an ass, that there are, in fact, nice people in the world. and you know, the guy had a point.
i mean, we could all walk around being pissed off and critical and belittle everyone we encounter--god knows, it's not like it's hard to do!!! but we have a choice. bus driver man chooses to be angry at the world. and he seems quite content with that decision. you know, if being angry makes him happy...whatev. but now that i can interact with people like that without getting angry in return, i actually find them amusing. i seriously laughed all the way home, because he was in rare form today: the bus he was driving wasn't even listed on the fahrplan, and the two other buses that were supposed to come hadn't arrived yet, so everyone was confused and kept asking him if he went to this place or that place, and he just got more and more visibly agitated, and then this group of kids got on the bus, and he was mad that they had "waited" to get on the bus. (in actuality, it took them all of 5 seconds to walk from where they had been standing--at the end of the bus--to where he had stopped. i think he was just pissed that they got on the bus at all.) so all of this takes about a minute. then this little old lady, who had been standing there watching the whole scene unfold right along with me, goes up and asks him one more question. he just blew up at her, and she came back and looked at me, shaking her head, and we both just laughed incredulously.
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