Any conversation that involves the words/phrases: "You're not being fucking fair!" or "You're an asshole." should not be had on a cell phone on a very busy street corner. No matter how pretty you are, it's just not something that should happen. Private conversation as just that -- private -- and no one really wants to hear that sort of language on a lovely Sunday afternoon.
Along the same lines, no matter how drunk and belligerent you are continually holding up your middle finger at someone and then spitting on the floor in front of that person and cursing them just before getting off the bus it not a "human" thing to do. Oh, you're not human? Well then, my bad.
I rode the bus this evening, sitting beside the drunk and in front of the Portuguese/Spanish/Italian gentleman on his cell phone who was the mysterious source of the drunk's aggravation. I've seen this spitting/cursing action done before on film or TV, but never in real life and up close; it was surreal. The only words I could understand from the Portuguese/Spanish/Italian gentleman were "behave" and "policia" so I assume he meant business. Just before the drunk got off the bus I overheard, "That was not nice." What I can't tell (because I would not dare look in his direction) was if it came from his potentially drunken friend or if the bus driver was attempting to respond to the situation in some way.
The two things that passed through my mind during the mild altercation were: 1) "I bite my thumb at you!" and 2) How can you take the reaction/shock you just had and use it in your on-stage performance?
Yes, I might need therapy.
Ah, life in the city, and on public transit, is always entertaining!
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