Missed opportunities

So I was riding the suburban bus the other day and I realized that I like riding the suburban bus. Not so much for the bus itself because I've come to realize that the suburban buses are run down and old but the passengers are nicer and the women are prettier. Apparently they don't let THOTs on the suburban routes or, if they manage to sneak on, they are Diet THOTs and not full blown. Think less THOTy or, if you prefer, THOT lite. Most of the women I see on the suburban buses seem to be gainfully employed and on the way
to or coming from work. I'll get back to the women after I tell you what I saw this time.

This old guy gets on wearing shorts, knee and elbow pads, a headband and he is carrying a fold up scooter. A. Fold. Up. Scooter. Where the hell is this guy going? I figure he was either going to a skate park or he had just come from one. Now I had not noticed but another old guy with a cane started staring this guy down. It was not a passing glance type of thing but more like old dude was major salty at this guy. I guess he was either jealous of this guy's mobility or just thought he was a damned fool that needed some pants. Whatever it was he had full eye lasers on this guy so much so that the other guy had to sit down before he lost consciousness. Now I know you guys sometimes doubt the stories thinking that I exaggerate the descriptions so I took a pic this time. See below.

Where is this guy going?

Anyway, back to the ladies. While I was watching the potential Old guy kung fu show I failed to notice this super extra mega fine girl that worked at Marshalls. She kept looking back but I thought it was just the conversation I was having with random guys one and two. Now when it comes to the ladies I'm not too swift on the uptake. It's not that I'm painfully shy or anything, it's just that I'm dense to stuff like that.

Well, once we got to the terminal we made our way to the trains and this random ass guys walked passed her and exclaimed "Bitch!" WTF?! That was random as hell. I walk over to her and said, "he wasn't talking to you." She said, "I know he wasn't talking to me," in total sass. mode. I thought I might be able to spark up a conversation but a random ass CTA lady asked her what Marshalls she work at and distracted her from going to the platform. Damn you, you cock blocking random ass CTA lady! Oh well. I got on the train once it got there and, lo and behold. the Marshalls lady was already sitting down (She must be a ninja!). I walked towards the doors and before I could get to the end of the car she tripped me. Was that an attempt at getting my attention? Did I just get the ok? The world will never know! Why, you ask? Because I got distracted by these three drug addled knuckleheads. One guy had this bike straddled across several seats where no one else could sit. The other two sat across from us and next to the Marshalls lady. They were embroiled in a conversation about different types of pills and their effects on people. Suddenly, two of them exchanged pills they were selling in an even swap while I watched in utter amazement. While I'm sure that my mouth was agape, the other guy starts flirting with the Marshalls lady. What?! Hey, buddy, that's MY next ex girlfriend! Not yours!! Damn you, you druggies with nothing to lose! **shakes fist in furious anger and righteous indignation**