Suddenly, the woman beside me pulls an avocado from her purse. I can think of many dirty jokes to entertain myself if it was a banana…but not an avocado. I can’t take my eyes off her, watching as she cuts open the fruit with a plastic knife and begins to eat the succulent flesh.
Her eyes meet mine, and a rush of awkwardness fills the air. I attempt to turn the atmosphere around by nodding to her. “Best breakfast ever, right?”
She promptly exits the bus, glancing back in fear of a repeat performance.
I guess I’m having Chipotle for lunch.