I got pissed off on the bus today. I went to go catch the 94 Capilano to get to the Armoury, but don't have bus fare like usual. I usually walk, but some drunken native guy went and asked the bus driver if I could go on, and so I decided: whatever, why not. So I went on and asked, very nicely I asked, if I could ride for free to the Armoury. So he decides to lose his temper on me: "Everyone asks to go to this armoury place for free, why don't you go get some tickets from them?" He said in a slightly raised voice.
"Because they aren't open yet, and they don't give you bus tickets unless you're catching the bus to shelter, or you're going to a job/job interview." I responded.
"Well then why is everyone who's going there telling me otherwise?" Was his rebuttal.
I glared at him for a few short moments, while angry responses flooded my mind, thinking of something not so hateful to snap back, as sometimes, I'm not the best at controlling those. The first 'nice-ish' thing that could come to my mouth, I took impulse at it's greatest, and sneered "Because they're bloody liars."
He glared at me, also for a couple short moments, probably doing the same, composing his savage angry mind to something 'nice-ish' to reply with. "Well why don't you have fare to get onto the bus?"
"Sir, because I'm homeless. I stay at the hope mission because I don't have employment. I go to the armoury to look for work, I go there to use their resources. I am asking you nicely, and it's freaking freezing out there!" I replied, informatively.
"Fine get on. But bring fare next time!" He then nodded he head towards the back of the bus, and lets the rest of the people on, giving them a warm plastic greeting: "Good morning."
As I walked towards the seat at the close front of the bus, everyone looked at me with a distant glare. They looked at me like I was less than them. That I am, and always will be different from them. That I am nothing. That bus driver is a biggot and is selfish and lacks in social skills. The rest of the bus ride I put in my headphones, stared at the ground, and tapped my foot to my tunes.
Biggots. The world can do without them. People are so ignorant towards things that they don't know. Things that they don't understand, they don't understand, and don't care for. I am just another member of society, trying to get back into life. I have no job, I have no house, I am looking for work, I'm trying to get my life together. I'm a regular member of society, I have my skills, and I use them, and I also lack in certain areas of abillities, and I make with what I can. People are scum. People who are understanding and agree with you, even in your harder moments in life, are hard to come by. If you meet someone like this, take them in as a friend. As it WILL have many benefits.
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