Strega Nona

I enjoy my morning ride to work on the #65 bus, I listen to my iPod I get ready for my day. Most mornings I can get a seat and there are very few people on the bus. This morning was not like regular mornings. This morning the bus was quite full, so there was one seat open next to an older woman-who I have now nicknamed Strega Nona because I am quite positive the children's book character was drawn to look like her. I know right away that sitting next to this woman may be a mistake but I think- as I usually do, that I should not judge older people because this person is someone's grandma or grandpa. My commute is typically 25-30 minutes based on traffic and such. Today it was about 35minutes, this woman was putting on her make-up for 30 of the 35 minute commute. Now don't get me wrong I understand we don't always have time to put on make-up and many woman do it on the way to work. I for one admire the many woman who always look perfect and just so every morning- I am not one of those women of course. 

Anyway...so she is putting on her make-up, and as I said before I don't do the whole make-up thing so I don't really know how long it should take. But I think a half hour is a bit excessive, so every time she reaches into her bag she is elbowing me in the arm-so I try and move over a bit but the bus is so packed I keep getting hit or pushed from the other side. So I am sitting here stuck, unable to move and I feel bad getting up and standing because then I think her feelings will be hurt (yes I am typing away about this stranger but I was worried about hurting her feelings-I get the irony) Then she is finally done with the make-up process and she is spraying something into her hands...bugspray? sunscreen? anti-bacterial? Still not sure- but she sprays it and it ricochets off her hands onto me! and she doesn't stop spraying either, she must have sprayed the entire bottle into her hands. And now the bus is really packed and there is a man who is trying to get by and his butt is in my face so I try to lean away from him but then I am leaning against Strega over on my right, so again- I can't win. Okay, I am 2 stops away, almost to work, Yay!! And then she starts to wrap herself up, she puts her little headwrap thing on and then her scarf at which point she wraps around her neck and hits me in the eye with the damn thing. And then I just start laughing in disbelief-but HOORAY! it is my stop and I can get off. If I have more mornings like today this blog may turn into my adventures on the #65.

PS-my eye still stings a little.