February 4th.
As many of you know this is my birthday. It actually turned out to be a pretty craptacular day! Good thing I had an fantabulous birthday party on Saturday to make up for it! First of all let me explain that I am in no way a racist. In fact, I'm probably the person farthest from this title. However, in order for everyone to understand what I face everyday on my bus trips, I must sometimes point out whether a rider is white or black. It also helps because I adore when people both prove and disprove the typical (and often very true) stereotypes. So, please do not be offended when I state colors, because it will probably happen often. Secondly, it is very important because I go from being a majority to a MAJOR minority being the only white girl on the bus! In fact I have had countless people tell me I'm crazy for working where I work and even more crazy for my mode of transportation. With that taken care of, I will feel free to continue with my blogs and you may feel free if you are offended to stop reading. :)
So, my birthday, I met a very delectable piece of chocolate! Why was he so delectable? Because he completely broke the stereotype that I am so used to seeing! His pants fit him (very well I might add! :p) and he was just all around very nice to look at. That was pretty much the highlight of my day. As I explained earlier I become the minority when I step onto the prospect bus (71). So, I was sitting there, minding my own business and listening to my music when I start to hear yelling. Sure enough I turn just enough and mute my music to find out what's going on. This crap stirrer across from me was running his mouth (i can only assume he was drunk) and was loud enough that i could hear some of it over my music anyway. So apparently all his yammering pissed off this rather broad (broad not meaning fat here, just broad) black man in the back of the bus. He began threatening him with language which my higher intelligence prohibits me from repeating. He was threatening to pop him! And I would have been right in the line of fire. Luckily the guy got off the bus. Then the annoying guy started trying to talk to me! I ignored him and quite literally turned my body on the seat so no one else could sit down and continued to stare out the window. (By the way this is very fun because in the dark you look super pretty no matter how bad you look! Yeah, I'm a little vain!) A guy in the back and one in the middle winked at me. I'm used to being hit on constantly, so it didn't really faze me. He finally got off the bus and I looked towards the back of the bus (another habit because I get bored easily) and the pretty decent looking guy in the very back smiled and actually waved at me! It was all I could do not laugh as I did my "Sup" impression! Then I decided because I was a tad creeped out to stand by the bus driver. (Just so you know, I am probably one of the only people I know who can stand an entire bus ride without needing to hold anything and yet trip over air! How I can keep my balance so well I'm not really sure.) So the bus driver asked me, "So honey, you wanna be a bus driver?" Lol. My response was "Thank-you, but not until Cerberus can take a sleigh ride and make a snow angel"! For those of you who don't get that, it was my way of saying "When H-E-L-L freezes over!" there's more...but I'm exhausted so...until next time...
Sunday, February 21, 2010
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Do you work in an area of town where you are also a minority, or just while you are on the bus?
ReplyDeletelol. I pretty much work in downtown kansas city, so yeah...i'm pretty much a minority. But more noticeable on the bus!
ReplyDeleteI think my favorite part of this posting was " I'm used to being hit on constantly, so it didn't really faze me."
ReplyDeleteHahahaha! You are so funny! :)
lol. i know right?!?!?! but it's totally true! at least if the person is creepy, weird, old, young, or drunk!!!!
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