Moral Dilemma
May 15, 2006
There’s a guy on my bus who lets women go first. All the time. He’s a Yorkshireman: dry Northern wit, always says hello, got a million jokes about the rain – nice guy.
If there are any women behind him waiting for the bus, he lets them go first. Nice guy, like I said. But. I have mixed feelings because he actually gets to the bus stop really early. And by that I mean before me.
So, if you get to my stop late and you are female, you’ll get a seat (and probably a spare) to yourself. If you get there early and you are male, you’ll be sitting next to someone, cramped up, possible hitting them with you left elbow as you write a blog entry on it on the way to work.
There is nothing I can do or say about it though without looking bad. But lately some women shelter in their husband’s cars across the street from the bus stop and get out when the bus arrives, and breeze through in front of Sir Waits A Lot.
What do you do when other people’s kindness is disrespectful to you. Does respect matter? Should I wait in the rain and be thankful for his kindness?
7 comments
I’d raise it with the Yorkshireman. I’d say “You have noticed how they sit in their cars and take advantage of your good nature, right?”
And if he says “I like being taken advantage of” then reply “Well, let me in front of you then.”
Pete –
They should boil you down and mint you.
That is a genius suggestion.
Though I’m not sure I’d buy a bottle of Minted Pete, he’s right.
Were a frock.Shave your legs.A little lipstick wouldn’t hurt.
Re-educate the people about the known laws of queueing. ‘fraid you’ll have to be a little brave and non-English about this and actually speak out … sorry.
You mean… say something?
Have you tried looking pointedly at him, tapping your foot, rolling your eyes and heaving the occasional sigh?
Well, I don’t know what else you can do then.
Leave a comment. Play nice. I will turn this blog around.