my commute

Something has changed in the mormon breeding program. They used to be models of wholesome midwestern whiteness, but now they seem to have a tendency to dress more street and don't always follow the tall one plus short one M.O. This morning on the bus they weren't even wearing suits. Perhaps in San Francisco they use a different approach. They are still incredibly sweet and eager though. I tossed a few items onto the floor of the bus and they anxiously reached down and handed them back to me. What darlings.