Barun... I'd appreciate that too.

It is hard for me to stand, but I don't walk with a cane. My feet hurt, my back hurts when I stand. So nobody can guess I am in agony on almost every bus ride.

I'm 58, which is neither young nor old. I guess. To an 28-year-old it is old. But nobody stands up off their seats on buses, because I pass for 39. And I am short, which takes from my years in the eyes of others, and I am fat, which smoothes out the wrinkles, and I always smile, because I make jokes on the rides constantly, quietly, just to myself. So I don't look like an old man in agony, and therefore everybody just keeps on sitting around me.

I am sorry, to use this word, but it pisses me off. ESPECIALLY because between the ages of 6 and 48, I gave my seat up to all old people and to women, old women, pregant women, men or women or children with canes or crutches, women with young children, and to relgigious dignitaries.

I still give up my seat to old, frail, men and women, and to women with spawn and to people with 36 shopping bags about them.

But nobody, ever, ever, has given me their seat.


I WANT SOMEBODY ELSE'S SEAT!!!! I HAVE EARNED IT, DAMMIT, I DON`T WANT TO STAND FOR THE REST OF MY LIFE WHEN LAZY EIGHTEEN-YEAR-OLDS ARE PLAYING NINTENDO AND LISTENING TO MJ HAMMER IN THEIR COZY, COMFY BUS SEATS.

I am thinking who is more lucky?
You or your best friend?