Flashing her pass, Margaret boarded the bus and shuffled up the aisle, daydreaming about the ocean pie that she would be having for her tea. She was interrupted by a familiar voice.
“Oh hello, Margaret!”
It was Betty. Silly old Betty from Tuesday Club. Margaret couldn’t be bothered talking to her, so she began to edge away. “Sorry love, I can’t talk – haven’t got my hearing aid in.”
Margaret scurried off to the back of the bus. She thought nothing more of the awkward encounter until she bumped into Betty a week later.
“Oh hello, Betty! Do you like my new coat?”
Betty’s face tightened. It took her several long seconds to reply. “Oh sorry love, I didn’t see you there – don’t have my specs on.”