Going to work one day, the T was crowded as usual. I was squished in the seat right at the front doors; I saw an older woman with a cane waiting on the platform and when the passenger next to me left the train, I put my bags on the seat next to me and slid over when the lady with the cane boarded (to let her have the one right at the door). She seemed genuinely surprised/appreciative that I had done so.
Oh, the glares I got from a wigger-type who boarded at the center doors and just couldn't get to that seat fast enough...he was in turn glared at by a transit cop and slunk back to the middle of the train.
Oh, the glares I got from a wigger-type who boarded at the center doors and just couldn't get to that seat fast enough...he was in turn glared at by a transit cop and slunk back to the middle of the train.




). I hold doors for anybody all the time. If they get offended, it's their problem.
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