tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28011139.post5987342971504172718..comments2023-09-28T04:58:25.626-04:00Comments on Notes from an Inquisitive Mind: Scene from a snowstormUnknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28011139.post-39213287509809755042008-12-24T21:25:00.000-05:002008-12-24T21:25:00.000-05:00For a while I was commuting on a bus line that did...For a while I was commuting on a bus line that did not allow cell phone usage. That didn't mean that people didn't break this rule. The brazen ones would talk loud enough to be heard from front to back. I tended to like to sleep on the bus, actually counted on it. One time I was so annoyed, I stared unblinkingly at the guy for at least five minutes straight. He'd make eye contact and then look away towards his window for a while, then he'd sneak a look back and find me still staring. I'm sure in unnerved him, but I can't say it stopped him.John Fraissinethttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08226277762301566952noreply@blogger.com