Blind Black Man on the Bus

Yesterday, an ageing blind black man in a beret boarded my bus. I was reading a book and didn't see him at first (and he was never going to see me) which resulted in me being hit by his stick.

The driver asked him a lot of questions about where he was going to be getting off and told him to take as much time as he needed to find his bus pass. When he found his pass he was already sitting down, but waved the pass around in the air at nobody in particular anyway.

Then he sang the blues.

An Asian woman at the back of the bus was so moved by the attention that the driver gave this man that she leapt to her feet and ran to the front, proclaiming in broken Engrish: "Mr. Driver! You are the best! You are the best driver in the world. You tell your boss, I say you are the best!"

America is weird.