Arm cast = disabled?
Some of our most popular stories center on the issue of being disabled — whether you’re blind, pregnant, or elderly — and how the rest of us iPod-wearing, briefcase-toting zombie commuters could stand to … stand on a crowded BART or Muni bus.
In some cases, being oblivious to a pregnant lady will get you tripped on a bus. In other cases, being this guy on a crowded BART train will get certain pregnant contributors to this website to shame you and your seat-hogging ass.
In still other cases, some people don’t need seats, but will insist that they do.
I was seated on a non-crowded BART train during commute hour in the disabled seats. A woman got on and asked for my seat, which would be fine if she actually seemed disabled. She was middle-aged, walked and talked and acted perfectly normal, but happened to have a wrist cast on. Kind of like this one, which I didn’t even realize she had until she pulled her coat sleeve back.
She explained, using these words, that she needed a seat because of her cast.
Though I let her have my seat, I maintain (for better or worse) that this was a clear abuse of the give-up-your-seat clause on public transit.
Maybe if the train was crowded.
Maybe if she had a sling, and any bumps to the elbow could have resulted in an hour of pain.
Or maybe I’m a big jerk.