Apathy

So there is this lady who works in the same place as me. Not in the same area or field of work but the same employer.

I see her every morning on the way to work. We would take the same route and bus services. We both get on the same bus at different stops. Alight at the same stops. But we don't talk. We don't acknowledge each other's presence.

There was a time when I first started the route and I recognise her and I thought of smiling. When I did, we got to chatting. And then I realised why I choose not to socialise with known parties in the morning. Same conversations, same sad answers.

Somehow it got to the point where I would quickly get my iPod running and my eyes shut to catch a wee bit of snooze in the morning. She got the point really quickly. And we stopped talking. We stopped acknowledging each other's presence.

A little sad ?

I still see her most days, chatting up random school kids on the bus. Kids who lived far from their schools, kids who were unfortunate enough to smile and acknowledge her presence.

We don't that do we ? We don't chat up random strangers on the bus unless we experience a commonality. We don't open up to strangers like the older folks do. We prefer to keep to our company, blasting our music devices, playing on our smartphones.

What a state of apathy we had embraced.

But whatever said and done, I would rather have my apathy than having to chat incessantly on the different ways to get to work.