Monday, May 4, 2009

Chill out, all.

So, I was engaged in some "immersion journalism" a few days ago, riding the 28 bus line to get to the notorious N-Judah, which is the focal point of my final story. The time was approximately 4:30 pm, so you can imagine how busy it was: completely packed. Luckily, I was able to grab a seat directly in front as passengers were getting off. 

So, there I was, just chilling, recollecting the day's events in my head, and trying to find the right song on my iPod. As I finally found my jam ("Hooch" by the Melvins, in case you were wondering), I look up and I see two people staring at me. I don't think much of it, and go back to my own zone. Suddenly, I look up again, and now there's five people glaring at me with hatred in their eyes.

"What the heck are they looking at? What did I do?" It's then when I notice a elderly woman standing directly in front of me, and in the same vantage point I notice a sign that reads: "It's the law! These seats must be vacated for elderly and disabled citizens."

Oooooooooooohhhhhhhh, that's what everyone is trippin' on. I guess I was supposed to give up my seat for that aforementioned geezer. Hey, how was I supposed to know? I'm from Fort Bragg, a town of 6,000 people. We don't do public transportation over there. If you need to get to across town, you walk; it takes you literally 20 minutes. Plus, this was maybe my second time ever riding public transportation. It was an honest mistake, people. I care for oldies just as much as you do. For those who still resent me, let's get together and talk about it. Email me at ididn'tknowitwasanhonestmistake@biteme.com.