I took the 610 bus to work Friday morning. I got a seat as far back in the bus as I could.
Once seated, I took out my Chinese textbook, and read, all the while wishing I could hear the podcast playing on my mobile phone. I had just about destroyed another set of earphones. I would have to put off buying another set for a while since the idea of asking my wife to buy another earphones would be met with her exasperation.
Looking at my book, I noticed, out of the corner of my eye, that the guy besides me was cranking his neck to see what I was looking at. I just wasn't in a foul-tempered mood just then so I ignored him.
I then heard him muttering. I thought he was singing along with music on his mobile phone. But as I arose from my seat to get off the bus, I noticed he wasn't wearing any earphones.
He was slightly mad, like me.