Murderers at the bus stop! It must be Monday again....

Ok so it's Monday again...after a weekend where it snowed constantly, to the point that every time the dogs needed to be let out for a pee we had to clear a space for them in which to do it!! Whiny dog's pretty much ok in the snow; she's taller and has plenty of body fat and a thicker coat, but poor Bindi the rescue Chihuahua does NOT cope well in freezing temperatures and snow up to her shoulders. She has a large wardrobe of padded coats of assorted thickness (mostly pink) but even with one of these on she has learnt to do her business as fast as possible and head back into the warmth of the house.
Needless to say I was not looking forward to this morning's journey into work, and sure enough it was -17c and pretty bracing. The snow on the roads had been cleared which makes life a little easier, but elsewhere the show was at the top of my snow boots.
As I approached the bus stop I could hear loud voices and see that there were 3 men standing there. Something about their manner and the way they were swaying ever so slightly told me they were all drunk, so I turned down my music so I could hear their conversation. I figured it would be pretty interesting, and it was.
The main speaker was telling the other two how he was going to go to Bear View that night and cause some trouble. Here's how that conversation went:
Drunk Number 1: Yep, tonight I'm going to Bear View and I'm gonna cause mayhem, oh yeah I'm gonna cause some trouble. I'm gonna whack someone. Somebody's gonna get whacked.
Drunk Number 2: Can I help?
Drunk Number 1: No. You just watch and laugh. If someone says to you "Hey what are you laughing at?" and then I whack him, you can say "That's what I was laughing at"
Comedy genius, there.
Then Drunk Number 1 proceeded to say how he was the nicest man in the room and how we're all on this planet and in this life together, but if you get on his blacklist that's it-you're gonna get whacked.
You might think I was a bit scared and intimidated by this, especially as this is America where people shoot each other randomly on a regular basis, but the truth is, I wasn't.
I'm four feet eleven inches tall and with my pink children-sized snow boots and my full length parka with the hood up so only my eyes were showing, they probably thought I was waiting for a school bus and therefore not worth bothering with. Actually, the state they were in, drunk and all, they probably thought I was twins or even a small group of school children.....
I figured the bus driver wouldn't let them on the bus anyway, but didn't get the chance to find out as they ambled off together, still talking about their plans for the evening.
I have to say I personally wouldn't plan on drinking so early in the day (except Christmas Day when it's perfectly acceptable to start on the alcohol as soon as you're awake) but in view of the fact that the sun doesn't rise here until after 10am in the middle of Winter I can understand it; the dark and cold can really get to you. I usually cure my Winter Blues by purchasing something incredibly sparkly off the internet; it's amazing how a bit of glitter and glamour can perk oneself up.....
So, back to what Drunk Number 1 was saying: I actually agree with the "We're all in it together part" we're all sharing the same planet, we're all part of the same Earth family and should respect each other and treat each other, and our fab little planet with care and love; however, I don't agree with the whacking people part.
So I would say that you have to be fairly careful which parts of a drunk's philosophy on life you choose to follow.
All in all it was an interesting start to my week, and I also sat near someone on the bus who I think may be actual Santa......