buy my book
the bus was packed yesterday on my way home. i found a seat next to a taller, slightly chubby man. he was reading a book. since i rarely read on the bus, my eyes tend to wander. they wandered into his book. i read the chapter title at the top of the page, "improving self-esteem," or something like that. it must be a self help book. as the bus flew over the uneven road it gently shook his arms in the air enough for me to see the cover. it was a book called Success Is a Choice: Ten Steps to Overachieving in Business and Life. this guy must be trying to get ahead in life. he yawned. i was grossed out. i knew an easier way this guy could find more success, and i don't need an entire book to explain it to him. just two words: breath mint.
i moved to another seat as soon as one became available.