Photo by Flickr user Todd Mecklem

I was waiting for a 22 in front of the Potrero Center the other night. The bus pulled in to the stop and I waited for the door to open.

Suddenly, a man pushing a granny cart piled high with stuff came up right next to me and loudly yelled, “Excuse me! Excuse me!”

I looked at him, blankly. I was tired, it was hot, mostly I wasn’t sure why he needed to squeeze between me and the bus.

“Excuse me!” he yelled again.

A woman standing nearby shook her head.

“Don’t you yell at her,” she said. “That ain’t very polite.”

She grinned at me. “See, I got you covered, honey.”

I smiled back at her, thanked her, and got on the bus.

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