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Music: Mark Isham - Sense Of Touch
"Very cute."
This morning a man with a very obvious limp stepped onto the train; not a single available seat to be had. The woman next to me immediately offered hers, but the man politely refused.
"Maybe it's because she's a woman," I thought.
Young, strapping lad that I am, I then offered him my seat. Still, the man said no. Hmm.
"Are you sure? I'm getting off at the next stop anyway," I tell him, motioning as If I'm about to get up.
"Alright then," he finally concedes. I remember him breathing a sigh of relief as he sat down.
The train continues along, and as the next stop comes and goes, he gives me a look as if to say
"Hey, you just missed your stop." I couldn't help but smile. The next station comes, and still I don't get off. Then another. Soon enough it becomes clear what I'd done, and the man whispers a very sincere thank you to me under his breath.
As the train approaches MacArthur, I apologize to him on the way out.
"Sorry I lied," I tell him with a slight smirk,
"I had a feeling it was the only way you'd take the seat."
Comments (19)
I'd comment more, but there's really not much else to say.
BART is awesome. you get to see what kinds of people there are in the bay. well played, genius.
hehe, you're great! :D
At least he didn't get super offended (as some people are prone to act) and throw a glass of water in your face... haha.
you're such a sweetheart, sean! this story made me smile.
Very thought-provoking post; makes a person like me (who is very rigid with rules such as thou shall not lie) wonder if it's indeed okay to tell a "little white lie" sometimes.
It does seem that you did a good deed. But relative morality is still a dangerous thing, in my opinion.
people like you make the world a better place. i loved this story!
That is a cute story...
...that man in the bus makes me so curious as why he didn't want to take a seat...