Tuesday, February 19, 2008

At The Bus Stop

Brunch was over and I made it to the place where the buses to Mismaloya stop.
Multiples of white, old gringos of both and indeterminate sex were waiting for the bus to come.
It came, and bearing in mind what my departed mother used to tell me as a child;
allow women, pregnant females and old folks to enter the conveyance before you.
So I did.
I stood aside and let all the old geezers get on the bus before this person, and the last one, an ancient geezer, turned to me as he was shakily hoisting himself up the stairs to pay the fare and said with what he thought was a leer: You are not just a nice person. You are checking out "the ladies" getting on the bus .
OH Brother I thought; You could not be more wrong.
But telling him that might invoke a stroke, so I just smiled and nodded and got on the bus with all the old geezers.
The nerve of that old fart. Really. There I was, in my mind listening to my dear old mother, being polite, and all that was misconstrued.
I don't want to be an old geezer.
Better check out my automobile, since riding the bus has become dangerous, what with all those old geezers and geezerettes, thinking that I am one of them. The nerve.

2 comments:

Cindy said...

Thank you for the morning laugh, to think that you were checking out the ladies, you should of told him you were really checking him out! That might have killed him right there on the spot. People can be so rude, I include myself in that commment! Again thanks for the laugh, I could visualize that happening in Mexico!

Albin said...

I'm brougt up to be polite to the older folks too, and I've told my chrildren to be the same, but when they so as they are told they are misunderstood. When a shaded muslim woman needs a place in the bus, and my son raises and giveaway his seat, it is her hubby that collects the seat. WOW I've learned my son how to please, but all he gets is a kick in the ass. Now the muslim Kosovo is a seperat state, suddently perhaps the easten Copenhagen is too, if they haven't burnt it to the ground by then. Keep it up and do as Cindy tells you to, and have a good laugh about it, sometimes the days needs so little to be joyfull :-)