Janice Storyline Part 1 :My Smile is Like Sunshine

2009 October 28
by The Chronicler

Business Woman

Before I start today’s post I just want to thank everyone whose been commented on my blog and to all the new fans I’ve been receiving, thanks a lot everyone.

Every Friday night I go to my uncle’s house. I do this as ‘home base’ for my friday nights. He gives me the keys and I usually come in bumbling in around 2-3 in the morning (depends if it’s a good night). Even if I don’t go out, I just go there, they always have food stored up, there’s always a warm bed with my name on it and no one is usually there on a friday night (ever since my aunt and uncle split).

This friday I found myself particularly early, I’m talking 5 o’clock in the afternoon. My uncle called earlier saying that he needed someone to babysit my cousin since my aunt was out of town. So I head on the train all the way to broadway station.  I soon find myself waiting at the bus stop with a half a bus load of other people for the longest time. That’s when I see this business woman, and I’m talking business woman as in black pant suit, white blouse and turquoise jewelry, she was the real deal people. She was at least 5′8 probably more, she towered over top of me for sure.

She was definitely older than I was, you could tell by the slight wrinkles on her feet coming through her flats. However looking at her face, you’d never think she was a day over 25. She was just so hot, it intoxicated me. She was one of those ladies that obviously missed her ride, and wasn’t very happy about taking the bus. When the bus finally did come by though the first one was so packed, they had to bring out a second one right behind. I was in line and finally slipped into the first one, however, the hot business lady with the green eyes and light brown hair with blonde highlights was clearly not in the first one… damn

I jump on into the second one, it’s nearly empty. There’s just me… and her (oh and like a bunch of people in the back but whatever). She had her earphones in, so I wasn’t sure if I should say something. She was sitting directly across from me, our eyes met more than just one time. At one point I just stared at her eyes, completely lost and forgotten of the world around me, sitting three feet away from a stranger starting into your eyes normally prompts a person to look away, but she didn’t… then the bus stopped quickly, forcing me to grab on to the first handle I could I grab.

The doors opened and this woman with a stroller came in, prompting both the hot business woman and I to get up and go over to the back. Once there I finally came over to her and tapped her on the shoulder, which prompted her to take one earphone out, once I got her attention I said ‘You saved my life’.

She looked at me, head cocked slightly and said ‘What?’

‘Nevermind’ I said looking away.

‘No, I couldn’t hear you, I had my ear phones in’ This time she took both out and smiled.

‘You saved my life’ I repeated, this only got her to look at with an inquisitive smile

‘Because of you I’m alive’ I continued ‘In fact just because of you I’m going to have to write in my journal tonight, that I was saved by nice lady who looked at me with her bright green eyes, in fact if you hadn’t they might even write in my tombstone “Killed by Stroller”, that’s the last thing anyone wants to have on their tombstone, how would I explain that one to Jesus?’

She giggled, then with a smile said ‘I was having the worst day until you came up just now, you’re the sweetest person, you really brightened my day’

‘umm thanks’ I said with a bit of a face

It’s not every day some stranger says to me ‘you really brightened my day’

‘No really, you’re amazing, you are like a bright ray of sunshine’ she said trying to defend herself then she slipped me her business card and said ‘you’re the most amazing person I’ve met all day, call me, my name is Janice’

Well I guess hitting on 30 year old business women who’ve had a stressful day gets you all the bitches!

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