Dialogue with a lady on a bus -22-3-2011
I was on a connecting bus which ran from Hatfield Station to the University of Hertfordshire Campus. The bus was quite empty when I boarded it and I needed to be somewhere the bus driver could make eye contact with me to tell me where to get off the bus. I was just sitting there minding my own business when the following happened. (IK is myself, L =lady)
L: Oh my good God (heaving shopping), “Why are you sitting in my seat?”
IK: “Excuse me”?
L: “You are not disabled, why are you sitting in my seat?”
IK: “How do you know I am not disabled?”
L: “Because you don’t have a stick!”
IK: “There are hidden disabilities, and just because I haven’t got a stick doesn’t mean to say I am not disabled!”
L: “Well, you are in my seat!” (keeps leaning her hand across to IK onto the window). “I think you are being really difficult!!”
IK: “I don’t think I am being difficult. I am sitting on this seat because it is near the driver so he can tell me where to get off the bus. The bus was empty a few stops ago and there are still plenty of other seats.”
L: “Stop looking at my road!!!”
IK: “I am just looking out of the window!”
L: “Oh my good God…..!”
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