I'm a little devil. Every morning I walk a block to the bus stop preceding the one in front of my house so that I can get a seat. I feel sure my neighbors give me icy stares as I sit comfortably with my nose in a book. I never see them. Yesterday morning I was too late to walk -to the other stop, so I stood while the lady next door sat in my seat and smiled at me with sarcastic little daggers throughout the fifteen-minute ride. She probably thinks I have no conscience, but I do and I keep telling n:y conscience that this walk early in the morning is good exercise. The North Meridian bus which I ride from town is never crowded at nine o'clock so those who ride it probably give me credit for being very chivalrous.
"Gentlemen, Be Seated,"
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