Sorry for Helping
Ugh.
So, I get off of the bus this morning and notice that an embarking passenger is having difficulty getting her bike up on the rack.
“Would you like some help?” I ask.
She scowls at me, so I step back. She proceeds to put the bike on in the wrong direction.
As she struggles to pull the hook over the basket on the back of her bike, I explain that the front wheel needs to go under the hook. She scowls at me again, but I ignore her. I remove her bike and replace it on the rack properly. “It’s should face this way.” I offer.
“I know!” she snaps, clearly annoyed, mumbling incoherently.
“Oh. I’m sorry for helping.” I offer.
People. Really.
You make me wanna blog.
From Metro Transit Website
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