The Digger

As I am telling you about my last months I have to also tell you about the things I see on my travels with public transportation. I could tell you about the friends I made, the one who got off at the same stop and stared until I rounded the corner, the one who wanted me to punch him in his mouth and the one who wanted my number but didn't want to give his. I'm sure I am forgetting loads of them.
Today however I will tell you about the bus station supervisor. A few months ago, the Edgware bus station decided they needed a supervisor so they built a nice kiosk for him. It has a microphone and everything. Really nice. The problem is more often than not, there is a sign saying that the supervisor is patrolling the station. The station is not that big, he can see everything from where he is sitting. I'm not a supervisor so I probably have no idea of all that is involved in the art of patrolling. During the snowy days we just had, he was even harder to find than usual. I'm sure he was patrolling at that time when people were trying to get home.
Yesterday he was actually sitting where he was supposed to be sitting. Except this is the first time I wished he was patrolling. Or thinking about it, maybe not. So there I was waiting for my bus when I turn around and see the supervisor really working his finger up his nose. I understand that sometimes things can be bothersome in there and that you need to get rid of them. But this guy was really serious about getting the offender out of his nose. He twisted his head, triple dipped, and hooked it out of there. After which he examined the captured fellow and shook it off.
See why on second thought I was glad he was confined to his little booth? Can you imagine where that little bugger would have landed if he was out patrolling?

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