I must admit that modesty has always given me talking on the phone on the bus (ground to avoid answering when they call me: I prefer to call back dismount), so I can not understand how people are able to have conversations about what God and man no matter who is on your side, sharing their troubles with an unintended audience. Today I came home by bus and although it was not very full, had a girl sitting in front, so I heard her conversation with no problem. He spoke quite naturally, and in a perfectly audible voice, I had some bumps in the neck and had to be operated ... In da back row was a lady giving plate to an acquaintance, talking endlessly about one of his daughters began to suspend knew that, and he decided to do a training cycle, which won the title of assistant clinic and got a job at a home for the elderly, work that left the first day because was not for him; after hairdresser studied (in a private school, though, that the girl did not like the atmosphere of Someso .. .) and was working for a year, now lives with her boyfriend near Santiago and just started working as a clinical assistant in a private medical center (yes it may be your thing ...). In short, without meaning to, and in a lapse of 20 minutes, I heard about the life and miracles of 2 of the 5 people we were in the area of \u200b\u200bthe bus. Bringing it to be enjoying the silence!
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