I was waiting at the bus stop at Market and 10th. The bus (my bus) did not slow down. I stepped up to the curb. I waved. The bus driver sped right on by.
I’m not supposed to run with my replacement hip. But I have an exemption – I am allowed to run to catch a bus. The light was red at the next bus stop, so I ran. The bus stopped. It let passengers on. I arrived just as the driver was closing the door. It’s 15 minutes until the next bus. The temperature was below freezing. I stood in front of the closed bus door and willed the driver to open it. Somebody on the bus yelled. The door opened.
I showed my senior pass to the driver. He glared at me. As if anybody in good enough shape to run in the cold didn’t deserve a senior pass.
At the next stop a woman lugging a heavy suitcase got on. She also showed her senior pass. Somehow this is my fault? I wish I could take credit. Seniors in good shape are something to be proud of.