I find myself avoiding the bus more than usual lately. The reason for this lies in recently taking notice of the rude motherf*ckers on the bus who do not give up their seats for anyone. When someone who is blind gets on the bus, give your seat to them. When someone with a young child gets on the bus, give your seat to them. When someone who is elderly gets on the bus, give your seat to them. These people generally have a more difficult time standing up, and holding on.
When someone who is your mother’s age or older gets on the bus, give your seat to her! This is a matter of respect you lazy, indifferent zombies. Hiding behind a book or spacing out to your iPod doesn’t excuse you from being disrespectful.
To my respectful and kind fiancee who would instinctively give his seat to me or anyone in the above listed categories: Halifax needs more men like you. Thank you stinky.
—R.E.S.P.E.C.T.
This article appears in Feb 5-11, 2009.
When I was in London last fall, I was pleasantly surprised how polite people were. My other ‘arf is disabled and there was never a question of someone giving up their seat – Gawd, if they can be polite in a city of 7 million, what gives here? My poor spouse has been shoved repeatedly and landed on his poor ass I don’t know how many times. His cane means nothing to anyone, it seems. I can’t believe the disrespect and pure selfishness of some riders.
I move to the back if I have to ride. I don’t understand why people gravitate to the front anyways. Obviously they can’t read; it’s clearly marked to move to the back.
I also, like Dr. Fever, move to the back to the bus when I ride. If I have to stand, I move as far back as possible. But I agree with you, people are assholes – especially here when riding the bus.
I move to the back of the bus too…however, I may be accused of being one of those who doesn’t give up their seat. I had a severe bus accident last year and it damaged all the ligaments in my knee and ankle and it’s STILL in the process of healing and I have no balance, so I can’t stand up on the bus and if the bus is full someone else can give up their seat as far as I’m concerned. I may look like I’m being lazy, but I’d like to not have all the physio I paid for over the past year go down the drain. And I kinda don’t want a repeat of last year’s accident.
My point? Sometimes people don’t look like they NEED a seat on the bus, when they in fact do. So cut some people some slack. (and no I don’t ask or expect people to give up their seat for me, but you better be damn sure I’m not going to move back and grab a handle strappy thing when I can barely stand up when I’m hugging a pole).
again with the pole-riding…
Kitty, I pray one day I’m going to witness that.
what a historic day it will be.
🙂
AMEN.