The NOT couple was sitting next to me this afternoon on the bus. I call them the not couple, because they perfectly embody this generic feeling of emptiness you find so often in big cities. They are not ... everything, they're nothing. He isn't tall, he isn't short either. He's not young but he's not old. She's not pretty but she's not ugly for that matter.
The "Not" couple was not talking, but wasn't bored. Until a woman came on the bus. By some mysterious coincidence, she just happened to be a friend of the "not" couple. They were surprised to see her but not disturbed. They chatted for a while. Not once did he look at his wife let alone talk to her. She didn't either. 20 minutes later, they get to their stop, say bye, smiled, and left.
If I ever turn into that guy, shoot me.
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