“Theres a bus stop and an open window. ”
“Oh, how standard.”
“What in heavens are you doing here?”
“Its quite a predicament for you isn’t it?”
“i suppose it is.”
“Yes indeed.”
“Indeed yes.”
“Continuing, the story at hand involved two groups of people.”
“And who might those groups be?”
“Well of course it’s the people outside at the bus stop and then the people inside in the open window.“
“Mhm, and how on earth will this story prove to be interesting?”
“Just wait and see. It’ll get good.”
“I’m waiting.”
“Then let’s start.”
The first man that approached the bus stop was your everyday average drug dealer-
“Why is a drug dealer related to the story?”
“Because he is. No more questions.”
The drug dealer was a little down on his luck but he had heard some stories about a special bus stop. The rumor was that every bus that comes will drop off a passenger that you need something from.
“So in theory, this is a magic bus of sorts?”
“We are no children.”
The drug dealer figured, if the rumors were indeed real he could make money. The man decided he would sit and patiently wait for his arriving customers. However, there was another group of people waiting for the bus, but for a different reason.
“This is the second group?”
“Do you ever shut up?”
The open window was in an apartment building looking out at the bus stop. The window never closed and the rumor was it never closed so the people living in the building could watch out for the rumored bus. The people that could see out of the open window believed the bus would drop off a passenger that would take something you loved. Every time the tenants saw a bus, they would panic and end up locking down the apartment.
“How dreadful.”
“I suppose.”
The drug dealer had waited for hours by the time the bus had shown up. This certain drug dealer wasn’t as bad a criminal as everyone made him out to be. He sold drugs to support his family, a bit like that famous show-
“Breaking hearts I believe it was.”
(Ahem) His patience proved to be worth it because the rumors about the bus had been true.
“Oh thats lovely.”
The drug dealer walked away with millions of dollars from all the passengers on the bus and soon became the richest man in the world.
“He’s Bill Gates?”
“Yes.”
“This story holds no factual truth.”
“It doesn’t need to. It’s a story that tries to teach a lesson.”
“I haven’t learned anything.”
“Just wait and you will.”
Now, what became of the people in the apartment with the open window? Well, its simple. The saw a bus and locked themselves up in the house.
“Of course they would. Its only rational if someone will steal from you.”
“But they were never robbed once.”
“Then, how did the rumor start?”
“They simply heard and believed.”
“Thats all?”
“Thats all. Some people can never wait to figure something out for themselves and the truth of the matter it, they could be missing out on something grand.”
“Hm, I suppose i did learn a lesson.”
“Pray tell.”
“When I want to sell drugs, I should.”
“Thats absolutely not it. The lesson is to discover something for yourself versus taking someone else’s word as absolute”
“What a simple lesson in a convoluted story.”
“Its what I do best.”
“Please wrap up your three minute fiction in a three second manner.”
“Very well then. Everyone, Good night and Good luck.”
