The Seat of Judgement Is On The Bus
Jul. 12th, 2007 12:55 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
I took a seat near the back of the bus, but right away I caught wind of a horrible stench.
After 60 or so seconds I couldn't take it anymore, so I moved to the fresher front end of the bus. But I glanced back, speculating over who the culprit might be. From face to face, I searched for signs of guilt, or shame, or even smug self-satisfaction. I was worried that the girl I'd been sitting next to thought I blamed her, which I didn't (for the completely illogical reason that she was pretty).
Then the source passed by me. A toddler with cargo in his dipe. His mom was hustling him off the bus. I hadn't even noticed him back there. Somehow this solution to the mystery made everything feel more okay.
But then I had to silently apologize in my mind to all the innocent adult suspects I'd considered as possible perpetrators.
After 60 or so seconds I couldn't take it anymore, so I moved to the fresher front end of the bus. But I glanced back, speculating over who the culprit might be. From face to face, I searched for signs of guilt, or shame, or even smug self-satisfaction. I was worried that the girl I'd been sitting next to thought I blamed her, which I didn't (for the completely illogical reason that she was pretty).
Then the source passed by me. A toddler with cargo in his dipe. His mom was hustling him off the bus. I hadn't even noticed him back there. Somehow this solution to the mystery made everything feel more okay.
But then I had to silently apologize in my mind to all the innocent adult suspects I'd considered as possible perpetrators.
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Date: 2007-07-12 06:28 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2007-07-12 08:06 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2007-07-12 07:12 pm (UTC)then, you pledge to yourself that it will never happen again. so you start making sure you've got a spare diaper and some wipes in the car at all times. times passes. you don't need 'em. you start to forget. you do something like walk to the park. then, — bam! stink-bomb explosion. and you're like MAN! wasn't I not going to let this happen again?
i mean, uh, that horrible irresponsible mother! that's terrible. that never happens to anyone else. we should shun her. :shuns mother on bus:
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Date: 2007-07-12 08:10 pm (UTC)When I was in Japan, many of the public ladies rooms I was in had vending machines of baby supplies. Several sizes of diapers, packets of wipes, packets of lotion, etc. I thought it was a really neat idea, and would sure be useful to a lot of moms in the States.
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Date: 2007-07-12 07:22 pm (UTC)Well, it was the bus. *ducks*
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Date: 2007-07-12 08:10 pm (UTC)