So I was on the bus, sitting near the back, reading a magazine with my headphones in. I was the only one there. Then, this guy came on and sat right by me. He was mentally disabled, so my tactic of looking completely absorbed in what I was doing wasn't exactly completely effective. He brought out his stuffed toy duck, who was wrapped in a blanket, and told me that she was in a car accident with him, and the hospital had wrapped her in a blanket and put a neck brace on her, and that the neck brace they put on him in the ambulance had had duckies on it. I did my best to be polite, and pet Gracie when he asked me too, but when we got off at the same stop, I walked away a bit quicker than usual. I have enough trouble ending conversations with people who can pick up on social cues, and I really didn't want to push Gracie around in a cart.
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