On the bus

I was riding the bus when a group of daycare children came on with their teachers to sit in the rows behind me.  It was very interesting listening to the 4 year olds try to pick seats:

“I don’t want to sit by him!”  “I want the window!”  “He’s touching me!”

It’s like everything that I always want to say on the bus, except if I said it people would think I was rude and crazy.  I know the rest of you want to say the same things.  I guess it rolls back around and when you’re age 90 you can say these things again.  Only 50+ more years to go!