I take the bus to and from work and every so often in the morning, this guy is on there eating his oatmeal. What the heck? It's a bus, not a restaurant. Today I snapped him in the act.
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6 comments:
That is just wrong.
Thank you. I am glad you agree with me.
excellent 365!
Multi-tasking! I think he's brilliant! :)
I don't think that would bother me. Unless he was eating something really foul and bad-smelling.
The thing that annoys me about it is hearing the clinking and scraping of the spoon against the bowl...it drives me mad! It doesn't smell or anything. Maybe I'm just jealous that I'm not organized enough to do something similar?
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