Monday, 24 June 2013

Waiting for the bus

I'm impatient and it said 5 minutes before any bus was due. I started walking and a man started talking. Couldn't be bothered to wait for the bus either? no. It's been a long day and I don't feel like waiting.
How far you going? Not really sure. 
What do you do? Work for the Council. 
Doing what? Contracts management. 
Admin then? Largely, I agree. Boring then? Somewhat. 
What do you do in your spare time? I make pots, and... Blog a little. And take photos. Quite a bit of extras I think. Haven't thought about that for a while. 
What kind of pots? Big and odd. 
Do you sell them online or anything? Not sure anyone would want them. But I'm trying to persuade someone to give me an exhibition in Peckham. 
Anyway we've talked a lot about me. What about you? 
I used to work with young people but didn't like it as I got further into management and now am trying to set up as photographer.
So these interesting conversations about people trying to do some self employment type work. It makes me think about what I intended to do when I started out at the beginning. Some kind of artistic expression. 
Finally, he said, I've walked past my bus stop twice now. You must go back I said. Yes he said. We went our separate ways and I'm thinking of what I will do next. 


Z said...

I enjoy those brief encounters. And I tend to be impatient about waiting for a bus. Of course, I'm usually overtaken by it before reaching the next stop. Sometimes, I walk miles. Though only in London, you'd be silly to do that in rural Norfolk.

Harriet (the fshlady) said...

It was interesting and made me think. I've been thinking a lot recently about this. It helps to talk to people - helps formulate your thoughts.