Bitches

I can admit that at times, I can be a bitch. It's not usually something to brag about but I can admit my faults (usually) and know I have a temper and can be a real bitch on wheels when I want to be. I figure when I'm genuinely being a bitch and someone calls me on it, well I deserve it. However, if I'm not really being bitchy and someone calls me a bitch, it really irritates me. That's just begging me to unleash the inner bitch and show them just how bad I can be.

My little rant here is aimed at two girls I often ride the bus with to school. They go to a high school in a neighborhood on the way; I guess they're about fifteen or sixteen. Normally I don't have problems with anyone on the bus but the three of us have had now two altercations. I got off the bus in downtown Cincinnati and was waiting to catch my second bus that brings me to school. I was waiting and when my bus pulled up I walked up and prepared to step on. Now I was raised with some common courtesy that says if people are getting off the bus, step back, let them get off and then get on. There's not that much room on a bus to get around people and it's just considerate to let everyone get off first. So I was just getting ready to step on when I noticed a bunch of people coming around to get off so I stood to the side. They got off, I was literally just about to step on and these two juveniles just cut right in front of me. I had to stop very quickly lest I step on them; that's how close they were. I was severely irritated but didn't say anything.

So the following day it was the exact same story. I was right there, I let the other people get off and then this stupid girl tried to cut right in front of me again. Here's another thing that irritates me about bus people in general: they race to get on the bus then don't have their money ready so they stop in the middle of the aisle to search through their bags for the proper change thus holding up the entire line. All I have to do is flash my school ID and I just walk on, very quick and easy. So this girl did that the first time while I had to wait behind her and I decided the second day I wasn't putting up with her crap. I was standing there, she tried to cut me off and I just cut right back in front of her. Wow, she did not like that, at all. I flashed my ID and sat down while she was just standing there with a stupid look on her face.

Needless to say, her silence didn't last long. She and her friend flipped out, started swearing and ranting about that bitch (me) who just stepped in front of her. I was sitting there thinking, no, I was just returning the favor. It's ok for her to cut me off and I should stand back like she's the freaking queen of the universe but dear God if I go in front of her, I'm suddenly a bitch. The explitives continued to flow as they moved to the back of the bus. I sat closer to the front just thinking they were a bunch of idiots. Then I hear them in the back saying, yeah she's probably just sitting up there laughing...bitch. That actually did make me laugh, not loudly, more of an inner chuckle. Eventually they calmed down but I'm sure the bitch fest continued once they got to school with all their friends.

Well if I thought that was the last of our altercations, I was certainly wrong. The day before yesterday we had the same start to the story. Only this time she really pushed my button, enough to the point that my inner bitch nearly made her grand appearance. This lady was getting off the bus with this huge suitcase that took up the entire walkway. I waited right outside the door so she could get off and the two bitches cut right in front, not paying any attention to the woman who was tring to get off. So I didn't move and the girls had to stop really abruptly since the lady was right there and I was right behind them. The dumb broad was so close to her friend so that she could cut me off that when the first one suddenly stopped she also had to stop suddenly lest she ram into her friend. Being a dingbat, she lost her balance and stepped back off the bus...right onto my foot.

She's not a big girl but anyone ramming most of their weight from a foot up onto the top of another person's foot, really hurts. I automatically sort of yanked/kicked my foot back. My immediate thought afterwards was to kick her in the ass (literally) and watch her and her friend slam into the metal pole. It was very very tempting. Still, I didn't say anything but I was pissed. Not irritated, pissed. Her friend walked on first and went to the back, I got stuck behind dimwit while she stood in the middle of the aisle searching for her money. I decided I wasn't putting up with her crap and continued on, leaning into my shoulder and totally rammed her as I walked by. I sort of turned, I didn't completely shove her, but I was not careful in trying to avoid her. I figure she wants to stand in the middle of the aisle and piss me off, she was asking for it. So I slammed into her, she staggered back and let out a loud "BITCH." I nearly laughed again because then I really was being a bitch.

What really got me wasn't that she stepped on my foot, that was an accident, it was the fact that she didn't acknowledge it and apologize. I've accidentally done that to people before but I always turn around and apologize; I've had other people do it to me and usually they also apologize. A bunch of people getting on and off the bus, accidents happen, toes get stepped on. She didn't say a word though and that pissed me off. So as she walked down the aisle swearing her friend asked what the bitch (me) had done this time. She shouted that I gave her the soccer shove (or something like that) all because she had stepped on my foot. So the swearing continued and it hacked me off even more that she knew she had stepped on my foot and didn't feel it necessary to say sorry. Then I really wanted to turn around and release my inner bitch. They think calling me a bitch was insulting; they hadn't seen anything. I wanted to teach them some big girl insults and show them what a bitch really looks like because they were obviously clueless. Then the one girl said she hoped I wasn't getting off in their neighborhood because I was asking for it. I wanted to turn around and say I never get off at their shitty high school, I actually had a brain and was in college...dumbass. lol One would think that after insulting me all the time they would recognize that I never get off at their stop. Duh. So I chuckled on the inside again realizing that every other adult on the bus was seeing them as true idiots and they had no idea. I didn't say anything, didn't even turn around...they have no idea what an accomplishment that really is for me. Today though they weren't on the bus so I had a peaceful enough ride and my feet don't hurt. :)