"Nah, the 6 is always on time, who knows if I can make it,"
you say to yourself. Way to maintain the status quo, at this
rate you're bound to be a desk jockey for the rest of your
life...
 
As you stand on the corner waiting, you notice a new face in
the crowd across the street. A beautiful stranger is staring
at you from the cafe on the corner. You make eye contact,
sure that she'll quit her gawking, but to your shock she
smiles and makes a motion for you to come join her!
 
You look down the street, but the route 3 bus is late again
and is nowhere in sight. You could probably jaunt over and
have a quick chat, and still make it back in time.
~You throw caution, and your job, to the wind and head over~b1.txt
~You pretend you didn't see, the bus will be here any minute~b2.txt