Yes, I am referring to you – the one on the reserved seat for pregnant women. Oh, I am so sorry for disturbing you. I did not realize that you are busy gathering your gems. The heavily pregnant lady who walked in 2 stations before is too tiny to be noticed. Tinier than that ruby you got now. Or maybe you didn’t want to even lift up your head. Who likes being careless about rubies and diamonds? Humans can wait. There are far too many of them, unlike your “precious” gems that are so rare, right?
Hey, cool guy in the cool blue-green-whatever. You seem to be busy. Perhaps that’s why you haven’t realized that your music is leaking out. All the orchestra has literally leaked out! I love music too, but perhaps you are too eager in sharing your love with everyone. Sharing is good. But am not sure if that old uncle in checkered shirt who is probably returning after a long hard night’s work agrees.
And you! The one with the little kid. Err, I think she wants to tell you something. But ofcourse, she can wait. I mean, the drama you have downloaded is too important. You need to know who killed whom. It is after all a matter of life and death. The little one can wait.
Ouch. I forgot about you. How could I? You are the one with biggest cousin of mine. You are so absorbed in the “reality show” that you nudging and elbowing people, halting suddenly in front of an escalator with tens of people behind you and almost knocking off a little boy’s glasses, are all so understandable. I mean, if you carried a potable TV around watching important shows that change our lives, why bother about perfunctory activities such as giving way, helping and basically watching your step, right?
People call me smart. And why wouldn’t they?