There are a few types of people who catch the bus.
There are those who find the bus a place of peaceful solitude – they can listen to music, read a book, or nap quietly in the hope that they won’t miss their stop.
Some people are “bus friends” – a collegiate bunch of people who probably know more about you than your own family does, who engage in friendly but respectful banter throughout the bus trip, idly passing the time by with chit chat.
Then there are those who decide that the rest of the world has to hear what they have to say. They are not talking to us, of course – often it’s to each other, or perhaps to whoever is on the other end of the phone. Delightfully oblivious to the impact that their decibel level has on those around them, they presumably have no expectation of privacy as they live their life out loud… on the bus.
I often wonder if these people are the same when they get to the office – or whether we have a “bus persona”.
Either way, I can’t help but think that life on the bus is not that different from life in the office.
There are those who prefer to be left alone until the bell rings and they can go home. They don’t offend anyone in the process, but neither do they stand out.
There are those who will gladly chatter the day along. They are happy to interact with others, to spread the word, but mostly just to make conversation – not to break things or disrupt the program.
And there are those who insist that the world stand up and pay attention to them – irrespective of what it is they are saying. They rub people up the wrong way, and they make it hard for everyone else to think.
Perhaps there are pieces of each in us.
Of course, none of these people are driving the bus – but that’s another story. The question for today is this: which are you?