yesterday on my way home, i was chatting on the phone with my mom. now, when i ride the bus and talk on the phone at the same time, i try to be quiet and respectful of those around me, and i hope that others do the same. and if i need to mention something private or potentially embarassing or lewd, i cover myself in a hoodie or with my hands or -- now here's an idea-- i just wait until i'm off the bus. whoa.
but yesterday, the guy sitting next to me was also on his phone, talking to some girl (and i knew this because i could hear her side of the conversation, too- buddy, turn down the volume! i don't need to be privy to the intimate details of last night's sexcapades) about how he likes their friends-with-benefits situation because all he really wants is to have someone to keep him warm at night and it doesn't really matter who it is, but he at least knows her name, so that's something special. um... what, so all she is is a space heater to you? and do you just keep several of these heaters around, picking one depending on the weather and cleanliness of your down alternative comforter? couldn't you just buy some flannel pajamas and call it a night?