You know those areas on the train that are designated for people in wheelchairs. Personally, I like to stand there and lean against the window when I take the T. That is exactly what I was doing the other day on the Green Line. Turns out, I was holding up the entire train since I didn't realize that there was a woman in her wheelchair behind me, waiting for me to move from her designated spot. Oh dear!
She couldn't talk and, apparently, nor could anyone else! Its relatively simple! You see this situation unfolding, you bring it to my attention, I move, the woman in the wheelchair takes her spot and no one is left embarrassed. But no...
Evidently, it was way more entertaining to wait and see how long I would be completely unaware of what was going on before I realized that the train wasn't moving, turned around and found myself face-to-face with the woman in the wheelchair not being able to get me to move out of her designated spot.
First, all the blood in my body rushed to my face and I found myself blushing purple! Then came the apology, which consisted of me placing my hand on my heart and croaking out a pathetic "I'm so sorry." Following the apology came and awkward shuffle to another spot on the train. Since there really wasn't a lot of space to begin with, the best I could do was to move a mere foot away, giving her just enough room to position her chair so that it was safe for the train to continue on its way.
At this point, I stared at the two adolescent imbeciles who sat across throughout this entire escapade, not having said a word and barked "You could have f$%#king told me!" This is when the laughing began and for 25 minutes (I kid you not!) they talked and laughed - I'm assuming about me and my lack of awareness. I guess you can never rely on anyone but yourself on the subway.
So there you have lesson #8. Simply put, always be aware of your surrounding or you might end up embarrassing yourself.
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