This Doll(y) Is Really Amping Things Up
I am on the bus one night coming home from a late class. I’m sitting along the side of the bus, opposite the courtesy seats for elderly and disabled people. There’s a middle-aged woman sitting in one of these seats opposite me. For reasons that will become apparent, we’ll call her Bus Hag.
A musician — bass guitar on his back, carrying an amp on a dolly, the whole bit — gets on the bus. He places his amp in front of an empty space, sits on it, and holds the dolly with one hand and the pole with the other. We shall call this man Ponytail Dude.
Bus Hag: “Hey, buddy, can you move that thing? I don’t want it falling on my knee.”
Ponytail Dude: “Sorry?”
Bus Hag: “The dolly. It’s going to fall and hit my legs.”
Ponytail Dude: “It’s not going to fall. I’m holding onto it.”
Bus Hag: “Look, the f****** thing is going to fall.”
Ponytail Dude: “It’s not going to fall.”
Bus Hag: “It’s f****** dangerous. It’s going to fall and break my leg.”
She is, of course, referring to the dolly, which can’t weigh more than five pounds.
Bus Hag: “You’re f****** blocking the aisle, buddy. It’s dangerous. You’re a f****** sociopath! Blocking the aisle, blocking me, you’re creating a dangerous situation.”
Passenger #1: “Shut the f*** up, lady. He’s not hurting anybody.”
Bus Hag: “Watch your f****** language, buddy. Someone better wash your mouth out.”
Passenger #1: “Wash your mouth. You’re the one swearing.”
Passenger #2: “F*** off, you old bat.”
Bus Hag: “I should wash your mouth out.”
Passenger #3: “Shut up.”
At this point, Bus Hag returns her anger to Ponytail Dude, who has said very little in the past few minutes. She pulls out her phone and — rather obviously — tries to take a photo of Ponytail Dude, but he blocks her camera.
Bus Hag: “Get your f****** hand out of my face!”
Ponytail Dude: “Don’t take my picture.”
Bus Hag: “I was checking my f****** Facebook!”
Me: “You know we can hear your camera from over here, right?”
Bus Hag: “F*** you, you little s***. I was checking my f****** Facebook.”
Me: “We heard your camera. Were you maybe taking a self-portrait of you checking Facebook? By the way, I think your duck-face needs work.”
Bus Hag: “F*** off.”
Passenger #2: “Shut up, lady.”
I turn to Ponytail Dude, regarding the amp.
Me: “Could you pick that up and just drop it on me?” *Removing my hat* “Just right here, I want to forget this whole d*** experience as soon as possible.”
Finally, Bus Hag gives up and moves to the back.
Me: “That wasn’t so hard, was it?”
Passenger #1: “Hey, lady, you forgot your broomstick!”
Ponytail Dude: “Sad thing is, I’ve actually been on the bus with her before.”
Me: “I pity you, my friend. I am truly sorry for you.”