The joys of public transit...
Recently, my friend and I went downtown to watch our city's tree lighting festivities. We had a good time there, and after it was over, went our seperate ways to catch our busses.
The bus I got on was PACKED. No room to sit down, no room to move back, I ended up standing close to the front of the bus, grasping a handstrap for dear life. A construction worker got on shortly after I did, and the two of us ended up standing face to face, pretty much smushed in there. Every time more people got on the bus, I got shoved and knocked around. Every rough movement of the bus caused me to have to shift my footing to keep my balance. Anyhow, at one point, I got shoved right into a grandmother and her kid who were sitting next to the spot I was standing in. Shoved and jostled by several people in fact.
Well, grandma didn't like that too much, and started screeching at me, telling the kid if I bumped them again, to KICK me, and ordering me to move my legs. I know this is not very nice of me, but I pretty much lost it. I told her in no uncertain terms that there was no place for me to move to, and that I was being shoved into her by people on the other side of me, and there was nothing I could do about that because the bus was so bloody packed. Then the construction worker I had been chatting to got in on it, saying out loud that he could not stand F'ing ignorant people like that, and that we were all packed in like sardines, so grandma needed to suck it up and deal. And ordering her kid to kick me? Hoo boy, we had a field day with that one. Between the two of us, we pretty much embarrassed her into silence. I know, not very nice. But on a crowded bus, you have to expect some bumping and jostling. You just don't start foolishness like inciting your kid to kick other passengers.