You send me a text after finding me on Tinder. You call it an “awkward encounter”. We message a little but don’t really say anything. I say “wna be snapchat friendz?” You say you don’t really use it and that’s ok cause I don’t either, I was just asking as a joke. You ask to follow me on Instagram. You tag me in a picture from ~140 weeks ago. The picture has a filter on it that doesn’t even exist anymore. Kelvin, maybe. I’m drawing on a whiteboard. I’ve drawn a picture of you and next to it I have written your name and the word “Employee.”
I think about catching the Megabus from San Antonio to Houston and how these people were 10mins late and how the bus driver wouldn’t let them on in accordance with the Megabus company policy even though the bus was kinda stuck in the carpark’s traffic and letting them on would have made no difference whatsoever to our arrival time. The kids sitting in front of me started talking about the passengers who were unjustly stranded and the little girl said something like those customers are angry and the little boy said something like nah, not customers, people.
