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vulgarweedRiddle me this: in a just-under-two-mile CTA bus trip, I gave up my seat twice. (Once because I was in that seat you tuck up when someone in a wheelchair gets on, once for a lady with a baby). Then a random (cute!) guy gave up his seat for me. I wound up setting next to an elderly gentleman I was wondering if I should have given up my seat for earlier, and then he apologized for not giving it up to me.
Funny, cause part of the reason I didn't is because I know there's a fine line to walk between "I am giving you my seat, Wise Elder of the Community," and "Damn, you need to sit down before your bones break, you're OLD!" You don't want to insult someone who isn't ready to be a senior citizen yet.
City people. When we're rude, we're really rude. And when we're not, we're like those cartoon gophers whose names I can't remember. "Oh no, you go first!" "Oh no, my friend, I couldn't dream of being so rude, you go first!"
Funny, cause part of the reason I didn't is because I know there's a fine line to walk between "I am giving you my seat, Wise Elder of the Community," and "Damn, you need to sit down before your bones break, you're OLD!" You don't want to insult someone who isn't ready to be a senior citizen yet.
City people. When we're rude, we're really rude. And when we're not, we're like those cartoon gophers whose names I can't remember. "Oh no, you go first!" "Oh no, my friend, I couldn't dream of being so rude, you go first!"
