This morning I was running late for church (surprise!), which was more unfortunate than usual as I was supposed to be there early to run through a song. And of course MTA's weekend subway shenanigans meant that the train I usually take wasn't running. I knew I'd already missed the bus I needed, but was hoping to catch the next one and salvage a little rehearsal time. I rounded the corner as fast as my high heels would carry me, only to see the bus pulling away from the stop down the street. I don't know if it was my exasperated groan or the dramatic slumping of my shoulders that signaled my distress, but as the driver pulled up to the stoplight right in front of me, he opened the doors and waved me onto the bus.
"Thank you so much!" I gushed as I fumbled in my bag for my Metrocard.
"I only stopped 'cause you look like a princess," he replied with a grin.
I'm glad someone finally agrees with me.
You are SUCH a princess... hahaha jk. I love it.
ReplyDeleteI know you, I walked with you once upon a dream. I know you, the gleam in your eyes is so familiar a gleam. Yes, I know it's true that visions are seldom all they seem. But if I know you, I know what you'll do, you'll run down that bus, the way you did once upon a dream.
ReplyDeleteThe bus driver was right.
ha ha! Were you sporting your "hot hair"? I bet that bus driver was mesmerized by all those bouncy curls!
ReplyDeleteOkay, on first read I thought that the driver that stopped was just some random car driver, and I thought you were a crazy woman.
ReplyDeleteI get it now, and you are a princess.
did you tell him he was your knight in shining armor? Awesome. See, spending a little extra time on the hair is totally worth it.
ReplyDeleteThat is amazing. I guess it's finally paying off to wear prom dresses to church. ;)
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