So yeah I take the 12 to and from work every day. If you’ve ever used Port Authority, you know the colorful people you run into regularly.  I found a solid trick to avoid crazy people is to just listen to music and they leave you alone.

Unfortunately for me, my phone died on the way home tonight.

The 12 was late so I missed my connector.  As I sat at my stop, debating on walking home or waiting for the next one, I was approached by an unassuming and soft spoken gentlemen who asked if he had missed the Perrysville outbound.

“No,” I said. “The inbound just went by not 2 minutes ago.”

He joined me at the stop and we sat in silence on the bench; me on one side, him at the other.

I was texting my boyfriend while I waited. I was furious that I couldn’t connect my phone to 4G to check the bus schedule. He asked if he should come get me.

“No. I’m being stubborn and mad.”

As if on cue, the man to my right shifts his weight uncomfortably and says, “Excuse me.”

I looked up at him, expecting another question about the buses.

Instead he politely says, “You are very pretty.”

I smiled at him and said thank you and immediately texted my boyfriend with 2% battery left. “Ok yes. Please come get me. Please… Now.”