Stranger on a bus

August 25, 2006

So I am trying to be environmentally conscious (and save some money)
so I decided to sell my car and now I ride the metro and my bike for
my transportation needs. After yesterday morning’s ride and Wed
night’s ride home it is no wonder why there are so many cars on the
road! I want to tell you about yesterday morning. I got on the bus
with my bike. I like to sit near the front of the bus so I can see
my bike on the rack (paranoid I guess). A man got on and sat across
from me. We were the only people on the front of the bus in the
seats that face each other. He decides that he needs to come and sit
in the seat right next to me. I didn’t want to seem rude so I didn’t
move. He proceeded to take off his shoes and socks. Then the bus
filled up. This guy decided to stretch out and put his arm on the
seat behind me like your partner should in a movie! NOT A STRANGER
ON A BUS!!! I didn’t know what to do. I just sat kind of turned
toward the front of the bus NOT looking at him. Later in the ride he
needed to move his hand and whacked me in the back of the head! I
got off at the next stop and road the rest of the way to work!
Sometimes the metro really blows!!! It sucks cause it makes me want
a car!



I went out to pick up some lunch today and made the dreaded walk down S(c)ummit Ave. Two blocks down some crackhead started yelling things to me. “Damn girl, what chu gots around yo neck?”, “That a ruby?”, refering to my big red plastic necklace. I just kept walking and feeling perturbed, there were way too many of his kind around for me to feel safe saying anything. Then he gets pissed that I don’t respond and starts telling me that the least I can do is smile and I must be a bitch. I pick up my lunch and deliberately take another route back to the office. Sure enough I encounter another one but this one was alone. He starts announcing to the neighborhood how nice my legs are and how I’m so sexy. I gathered my nerves, called upon the spirit of the hollaback and yelled “Just fucking shut up! Don’t be yelling at girls who are just walking down the street”. He looked a little shocked and shut up for a minute. Meanwhile two guys that were working on a car looked up to see what all the commotion was about as I’m sure they’ve never heard a girl yell back at a guy before. The yeller noticed that he was being watched and that his “manhood” was at stake so he yelled back “bitch, you shouldn’t be wearing a dress then”. I just kept walking and the next two hood rats addressed me with a polite hello. It felt good to hollaback.