Drifting through life

Coming home from work one day last week, I hopped on the bus and noticed the entire back seat, plus two rows in front of that was filled to bursting with boys. Large boys.  Young men, really.  Probably around 20 years old or so, maybe a little younger, hard to tell. They were happy . They were rowdy . They were loud . They were singing . Yep, singing.  From Norwood all the way to the city, they sang songs or parts of songs, and tried songs in different styles, such as "barbershop quartet" with clapping and finger snapping included. There must have been a couple of dozen young men and they weren't causing any trouble at all, just singing very loudly, being happy and having fun. After they got off the driver apologised to the rest of us, (4 women, the rest of the bus was empty), and said because they weren't causing trouble, he felt he couldn't do anything about the noise. We all said we hadn't minded. The driver had reported the boys by radio,...

(sitting in my spot!)  ...a t-shirt that got my attention. I just had to get the man's attention and tell him I loved his shirt. The shirt? Long-sleeved black hoodie. With a white silhouette image and white lettering. The image was a canoe with four men paddling. The words? "paddle faster, I hear banjos" Ha ha!