Stop Requested

She got up from her seat on the bus. The stop requested strip was across her seat and she did not want to risk a fall. A woman was seated by the strip. Could you please press it? she asked her. The woman shook her head no. She looked at her in wonder. Something in her became hard. Drop dead, she told the woman. The woman kept staring at her. The bus stopped. And real soon, too, she added, staring back at the other passenger before she went down the 3 steps. She walked to the building. I am glad I am hard she told herself. In this type of circumstance, it is best for me to be hard. She was rude because of the way I look. Her sneakers were dirty white. She had tried to wash them off, but there was only so much she could do with just soap and water. Her dark blue jacket was worn. I should have told her something like: You don’t know me. You think you look very respectable there seating in your bus seat, but you are not. If you had walked past that Guatemalan homeless man in Queens the other day, you wouldn’t have called 911 to save his life, either.


2 Responses to “Stop Requested”

  1. alex Says:

    Sorry the woman would not ring your stop for you-wonder why she refused? Probably a good idea not to tell people to drop dead especially in public-i get that you are frustrated and hurt but you never know someone may hit you or call a cop or even just yell at you. It will be safer for you.

  2. Eugenia Says:

    Alex, I will find a polite way to say drop dead. She did it (did not do it when the bell was next to her) because I looked homeless. Eugenia

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