Couple months back I had to catch the bus. And it was a bus I had caught many times in the past. I was basically like a brother to that particular bus driver. Until one day I'm trying to catch this bus, but because I'm maybe 10 feet away from the stop, even though he sees me running toward it, he drives right past me. Not only does he drive right past me, but I chase him for a couple hundred yards to the next stop light, I'm standing right next to the bus now because we're both stopped by the red light, and he still doesn't open the door for me. Said fuck you to me over the baldest technicality. I vowed from then on, no more chipper demeanor with that guy, if I ever caught his bus again.
Fast forward to today, I needed the bus again. And as per my vow I am totally professional and impersonal, like I had been other times since he betrayed me. We aren't friends. Then during the ride he asks a favor of me. He asks me to wake up one of the sleeping passengers because he might miss his stop. I do it, not even thinking that I'm doing my sworn enemy a favor. I'm doing the sleeping guy a favor. I wake him up. We both see if he's missed his stop yet. He says "No, this isn't my stop yet, but thank you." Eventually we reach his stop and he gets off. Then the driver asks me "Hey why'd you wake that guy up?" I say "You asked me to..." And he reveals that he was just kidding, the joke being that he was trying to make it look like it wasn't his mistake. He laughs. I laugh. But then I remember "Wait a minute, I'm supposed to hate this guy!" But then the cuck wheels start clicking. "Gee, but, it's been a while. He's clearly trying to be friendly, whatever hostility I inferred from him back then, he either didn't mean it or is a changed man. I dunno, maybe he was having a bad day. But he's bustin' balls with me, more effort than a bus driver owes in a strictly impersonal and professional relationship, I should appreciate that."
And like that, my vendetta was effectively over. Because I forgot to be mad at him, and because I forgot I decided I might as well give it up.
Fast forward to today, I needed the bus again. And as per my vow I am totally professional and impersonal, like I had been other times since he betrayed me. We aren't friends. Then during the ride he asks a favor of me. He asks me to wake up one of the sleeping passengers because he might miss his stop. I do it, not even thinking that I'm doing my sworn enemy a favor. I'm doing the sleeping guy a favor. I wake him up. We both see if he's missed his stop yet. He says "No, this isn't my stop yet, but thank you." Eventually we reach his stop and he gets off. Then the driver asks me "Hey why'd you wake that guy up?" I say "You asked me to..." And he reveals that he was just kidding, the joke being that he was trying to make it look like it wasn't his mistake. He laughs. I laugh. But then I remember "Wait a minute, I'm supposed to hate this guy!" But then the cuck wheels start clicking. "Gee, but, it's been a while. He's clearly trying to be friendly, whatever hostility I inferred from him back then, he either didn't mean it or is a changed man. I dunno, maybe he was having a bad day. But he's bustin' balls with me, more effort than a bus driver owes in a strictly impersonal and professional relationship, I should appreciate that."
And like that, my vendetta was effectively over. Because I forgot to be mad at him, and because I forgot I decided I might as well give it up.
