Siting in a bus sitting next to a chatty driver for 20 minutes. He asks me what what i do. I told him Im an artist and musician. He proceeds to give me a long lecture about music and management and going international. Mind you this old cork-ball is crawling and he is speaking very loudly. I stay quiet and listen. Then... Driver: suh how long you playin? Me: My parents say Age 5 Driver: oh nice. So u does sing up fuh church and suh. Me: yeah Driver: ever went foreign? Me: yeah Driver: where suh? Me: couple places well man Driver: america? Me: yeah Driver: wahh. Me daughter tuh. They give she a one year visa deh. She been and come back. Me: (in my mind) oh laad *rolleyes* Driver: so yous from Uitvlugt? Me: born there. Living in Stewartville now. Driver: oh so u know duh Gospel Singer from stewartville. Me: who? Driver: Medas Me: (pause.... Then a wicked grin creeps across my face) yeahhh i know he. You know he? Driver: yeah i know he. Me: yeh? You like his music? Driver: yeah man. He gah some rale good music Me: Im Medas. Driver goes wild. I #shame in this bus. Driver: i thought you was a big man with duh sound you put out pun duh cd youth. i gah you cd home! Me: na man. Is me. Driver goes wild again. #shameagain Yuh know he still mek i pay the increased bus fare? -_-
Posted on: Mon, 29 Sep 2014 21:26:32 +0000
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