company

sitting at the bus stop coming home early from school, an old man sat next to me and was arguing with the news paper that was spread across his legs as if it was a blanket, at first i thought he was talking to himself i then realized he was talking to me, telling me that he once was in some board of politicians 'important people' he stated and the certain male he was reading about in the newspaper ,well he infact once worked with him,the old man then repeated 'if this man came over for tea and biscuits at my house i would have my house fumigated he is a complete and utter rat, he then talked about his times in the navy and he said 'it was only yesterday i was thinking about a man who had a strong arm,he broke every ping pong ball that he ever used,he wasn't allowed to play ping pong anymore,did you know he later on went to jail,as there was a rumor going around he was planing on stealing some very important guns to do a hit and run on a bank, in his time spent in jail he became very clever at maths and now he owns his own range of brothels,speaking of brothels,he then went on ill never forget that article about that politician that had an affair with that young stripper ohhh what was her name i can not remember, anywho she was the ugliest stripper i have ever seen,such a waste to have an affair with such a beast,My first reactions to this old man were negative,then as he keept talking,to be polite i tried my best to keep a smile and make little comments,on each subject,each five minutes i tried checking my watch discretely to avoid him seeing my impatience.After the first half and hour of his ramblings a lady of possibly the age of fifty came and sat and wheezed infront of us until she caught her breath,the lady was in bad health and coughed and wheezed until she settled herself deep into her fur coat,the old man watched this scene,and shook his historic face,as the lady pulled out a cigarette and began trying to light it against the wind,he whispered to me, smoking is a nasty habit you know hope you do don't smoke, do you?i replied quietly like this conversation was a secret.'no i do not',a smile gathered around his wrinkly face,he then told me that i do not want to end up like that,pointing at the lady infront of us, 'your skin will look like an old worn out leather hand bag,your teeth will be worse than satins,and you clothes will smell like the black lagoon'
he then smiled, but if you do find someone,someone who you are completely in love with you will embrace their skin you will love their satin like teeth,and the smell of that very same black lagoon will be heavenly,but if all of these things that you grow to love are taken away from you,where will end up?i was shocked at how this conversation had turned, 'i do not know' i replied,his smile returned to his friendly washed out face, 'well you will find yourself sitting in worn down bus sheds that hardly offer any protection against the elements'