So on Tuesday I slipped and whacked my shin on the tub.
For those of you playing along at home, this is really similar to the May 2005 injury. Okay, same injury, different leg, not quite as severe.
The result, I'm walking with a cane until my leg and ankle decide to behave, stop swelling and function properly.
I've also decided I'm not accident prone; I'm gravitationally prone.
So I'm on the bus, with my cane, and my priority seating pass, and a bag of groceries on the ground in front of me and a man gets on the bus and demands my seat. The other 5 empty priority seats were unacceptable, he wanted mine. I offered him the seat next to me and across from me, but this was unacceptable. I'm sitting there, with my cane and groceries and he wants me to move. I really wish I knew what the problem is with some of these people. I eventually moved after close to 2 minutes of him insisting he needed my seat.
*a cane is not a weapon*
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I think that some people are just so unhappy in their life that the only thing that could ever bring them joy is to make everyone else as unhappy as they are-don't let them win!
I wouldn't of moved for that dude.....and I may of hit him with the cane if I was in your shoes! (really hard)
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I have to figure out how to make the busride more enjoyable
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It's not that I doubt your account, it's just that the events you describe make no sense.
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The only thing that I can assume is that he wanted the seat next to a pole where he could also see out the front of the bus. Not that he said anything other than "Give me that seat"
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I'm undecided if senility is a real mental disability though.
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I can relate... I'm agoraphobic
I'm also fond of the word "please"
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Seriously. Sometimes people NEED to be told off.
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When I have to use my cane and on the very rare occasion there is an asshole in my midst, I simply walking by them and "accidentlly" jam my cane on top of their foot as I walk by or slightly shift my cane out for them to trip on. I look all innocent, apologize for my klutziness and they say nothing, mostly because they do not want to look like an asshole yelling at someone with a cane.
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