Crazy

I was at the bus stop this morning when an elderly woman walked up. She had just missed a shuttle bus to one of the area hospitals. She started talking to me about the opening of the new Trader Joes that is opening up in our neighborhood. She seemed pleasant and normal. I thought she was a little cranky about one of the bus stops that had been moved because of construction and the price of milk at the grocery store. I thought, whatever. It was a nice conversation as I waited for my bus.

She then started talking about how she volunteers at one of the area hospitals. Nice. Still no alarm bells. She works in a program for children with cancer. She said San Diego is the only other place that has a similar program.

I see my bus coming down the street.

She says, "I hate children. I hate children with cancer even more."

I just looked at her as the bus pulled up. I told her to have a nice day. I wanted to say, "I bet they hate you too" but I couldn't think of the words fast enough. I should have told the bus driver that the woman waiting at the stop was searching for energy drinks.