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Finished the CAA last night and oh how I've missed them all

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So this woman gets on the bus. She's a bit older and immediately beelines for these two young black women in the priority seating and tells them to move because she needs to sit. I wasn't paying too much attention at this point; at the back of the bus, it was hard to hear at first

Anyways. This gruff looking man (who looked oddly a lot like Dr. House???) got up out of his seat and moved so she could sit and the other two women didn't have to (since ostensibly, they were seated in priority for a reason).

We got moving and this woman starts lecturing them on how young people need to move for people like her and how there's "plenty of space at the back of the bus". The two women weren't having it. They were polite but firm about how there is no reason for them to move since they also needed the seats. And then one of them said that she was coming off as racist and oh boy she did not like that.

The woman started to get really nasty, and her voice got louder. I won't repeat what she said, but things were escalating, and everyone on the bus slowly put away their books and music and turned to watch what was happening. Three of us set our stuff aside and shifted to the edge of our seats in case we needed to intervene. The gruff guy who moved earlier was death glaring this woman. No one was having it.

I guess she realized that the rest of the bus was not so friendly because then she started addressing the whole bus and getting louder and louder. No one said anything, we all just stared at her in varying degrees of unimpressed.

Finally the bus driver pulled off to the side of the road and turned the engine off. She then said "i'm sOrrY, is theRe a pRobLEm?" and the bus driver replied "I don't know, is there?". She got all whiny and said that the two young women were being rude to her, and the bus driver said that they could say whatever they liked since from what he could hear, she was the one who was escalating. She was deeply offended and started going on about Canada being full of foreigners or whatever and then she asked what the fuck was taking so long and the bus driver said "oh we're not moving until you get off".

And she laughed and said no way was everyone going to wait patiently for that to happen - and then every single person on the bus slowly leaned back in their seats and continued to stare this woman down.

She got off the bus, shouting something about "we'll see who the next prime minister is" (???????), the bus driver closed the door in her face, and then a few seconds passed where everyone on the bus looked at each other while snickering and laughing while she continued to throw a temper tantrum outside. A few people seated closer to the young women asked if they were okay - they were; didn't feel unsafe or hurt and were mostly just pissed off.

Point is: solidarity can be found, even now when things are really awful and shitty people feel empowered to be shitty.

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