Friday, April 15, 2011

Wednesday, April 13, 2011 -- p.m.

# 4 - Downtown / Medical Center

A man in the back of the bus was speaking Spanish on his cell phone. Loudly. I knew it was Spanish but I couldn't tell what he was saying. Hmm, maybe I'm not learning Spanish after all. I can't understand a word he's saying. Then a man diagonally in front of me started speaking to the woman next to him. He was white and wearing a red Jesus/Christian-themed t-shirt and a camouflage baseball cap. She was Latina and wearing a long jacket and had just boarded with two girls, presumably her granddaughters being picked up from school on the bus.

The man asked the woman a question and I know it was in English, but I couldn't understand a word he said either. The woman responded with something like, Just pick what's right for you. There were variations of this for a few minutes before the man launched into a slightly more intelligible curse about going to hell and being damned and so on and so forth.

The woman was very restrained in the face of this and fortunately her stop came up (or she decided to get off early with the two girls). The man yelled after her in a rant about foreigners and Why don't you speak English? and comin' here with your greencards. I work with people like that.

After the woman got off the bus, a young African-American man boarded and sat next to camouflage man. You do not know what you're getting yourself into, I thought. The camo-cap talked to himself a bit in ranting tone but didn't say anything to the young guy. The man in the back of the bus was still speaking Spanish into his phone. The young guy said to his friend across the aisle that the man was too loud and there should be or there is a rule against loud conversations. Although someone else's cell phone was ringing at the same time and was much louder. Camo-cap looked like he wanted to say something but didn't.

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