As we stood on the street, a man with greasy hair and a big smile stopped at the same bus stop. He pulled out a pack of cigarettes, which he said cost him $12.
“Here’s how to get a bus to show up,” he said. “You light a cigarette.” He’d taken only one drag when the bus appeared magically from around the corner. With a sigh, he tossed the expensive cigarette to the ground, and we all boarded the bus together.
6 comments:
I like the photo. And the guy's theory.
Ha! My sister used that technique for most of my childhood. It never failed.
prove that magic is alive and well :)
I well know that kind of magical thinking. If I pull out a magazine on the subway platform, the train will come.
Did you pick up the penny after you took the picture?
I didn't notice the penny while I was taking the photo ....
I don't smoke (never have), but everytime I've waited for a bus with a smoker, that technique has ALWAYS worked.
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