The dude on the bus, let's call him John, was rambling on and on. I don't remember exactly, but it was something like, OMG, you wouldn't believe the squawking, Like, oh my god. O. M. G. ohhhh emmmmm geeeee. He went on, I just wanted them to shut up. But he was using the same words, and just wanting them to shut up was exactly what I felt about the dude, she said, the exasperation obvious in her voice.