RANDOM REMINDER

Press, Volume CIII, Issue 30589, 4 November 1964, Page 30

RANDOM REMINDER

DRAMA AT THE BUS STOP

Some husbands and wives live together in a state of amity, even after years of it And there are a few who still like to go out together. A colleague who comes into this category told us that he and his wife had not had an evening out for a very long time, and were determined that some expedition should be arranged. A date was fixed, and she said she would be home from her work early to get ready. The man came home that afternoon at his usual time, and instead of a radiantly

attractive wife—and a good hot dinner—he found an empty house. This although she had said she would be at least an hour before her usual time. A few minutes later a very flustered wife arrived. And this was her story. Every morning she catches a bus to work, and every morning another woman thrusts her way to the head of the queue willy-nilly, and occupies the same seat in the bus. It had gone on for some time, and was a source of some irritation to others. On this particular afternoon, when about to catch

her bus home, the wife of our colleague had seen the queue-buster also waiting, but she was talking to someone else. Here, the lady thought, was her chance. She got on the bus first and, exercising her democratic rights, sat in the seat reserved by tradition for the other woman. The bus trundled off, but after a few minutes took a turning which seemed wrong. But it was not the turning which was wrong. It was the bus. She landed up in another suburb, with two more buses to catch. There’s probably a moral in all this, somewhere.