From The Order of Her Noodly Appendage
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| − | A bus stops at Sacramento Street (just before the tunnel), and a whole group of people want to push on board. Everybody at the stop manages to squeeze then there is a bit of a commotion at the front.
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| − | An old Chinese lady tries to get on the bus while holding in her hand a live chicken by the feet and, as a chicken in such a situation would do, this particular chicken was squawking up a storm.
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| − | The bus driver was standing up, pointing at the squawking chicken, telling the lady, "Hey! You can't come on the bus with a live chicken!"
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| − | This old lady locks her gaze squarely with the driver, and after seeming to study him for a moment, glances at the people being noisy on the bus then lifts the squawking chicken and suddenly swings it with all her might. *SMACK!* in to the side of the bus.
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| − | Dead silence.
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| − | Not a single person spoke, or moved, or even breathed. They all heard it, and most of them saw it. They could see the blood dripping gently from the chicken's head.
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| − | And then, gathering up all of her pride, the old Chinese woman stepped on to the bus, directly under the gaping jaw of the bus driver, and took her place standing at the front of the bus next to the rest of the crowd (which although space-limited gave her a wide berth) WITH A DEAD, BLEEDING CHICKEN IN HER HAND.
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| − | The bus driver sat down and closed the door, and the entire bus-load of horrified people were soon on their way.
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| − | Not only did she solve her own problem of a live chicken on the bus but she also solved the bus drivers problem of having a rowdy bus; that's why old women are respected in China.
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Revision as of 23:34, 5 December 2019
