FFOct13 - It's All About POV 1

4:35PM
1. What a horrible day. The bus is crowded. It is going on the expressway, and we are lucky that the nice young men sitting in their seats had given them up to move to the back. We are headed back to Taipei after a day spent at the hospital getting our monthly check-ups done.

The bus driver is a young boy of his mid to late 20s. Good-looking with his large eyes and thick, arched eyebrows. Sue is sitting next to me, complaining about the doctors in Jilong. How they always had cold hands and always ushers them out quicker than the pretty young ones that come for their expertise.

The bus closes its doors and  began moving when there is a sudden lurch. Sue keeps talking, but my eyes are on the bus doors that swings open almost violently. 

An apologetic smile is cast at the bus driver, and the boy is breathless as he surveys the bus for a seat. There are none.

"Why don't you find a seat?" The bus driver's pretty-boy face was matched with a deep voice.

"There aren't any left," the boy smiled sheepishly.

I watch as the driver stands up from his seat, walks to the middle of the bus, stop, and beckons to a girl seated in the back with one graceful -- arrogant, even -- finger.

Sue stops talking to watch.

The girl stands up in a flash and moves to the front of the bus.

"There's a seat," the driver points to the vacant seat. The boy gazes back at the girl, who had seated herself at the small stool next to the driver's seat.

The bus began moving again. No words were exchanged.

"Why would he ask her to sit on that uncomfortable stool?" Sue asks appalled.

"Kids these days," I shake my head. "Chivalry is dead."