Commuting in Seattle is hard.
On the bus ride into work yesterday, when we got to the Virginia Street stop, a old woman with a cane went up to one of those “Priority Seating for Disability” seats and chastized the people sitting in it (a Chinese woman and a white woman). As she was getting off the bus, she said to them, “Next time you’re sitting in one of these seats, maybe look around to see if someone else might need it more!”
The Chinese woman didn’t seem to understand what was happening and promptly got off the bus. But the white woman was incensed that her honor would be questioned in this way, shouting back, “Next time instead of being passive-aggressive, maybe just ask?”
The disabled woman was already off the bus, but intent on getting the last word, she hops BACK ON the bus and gets into the woman’s face, “I WAS asking. That was me asking!”
An argument ensued and the white woman called the disabled woman a bitch before storming off. Both parties were lessened by the interaction, and I felt bad for both of them.
For the ride home, I decided to use an UberPool. Downtown traffic is a nightmare so it took me about 50 minutes to get home after the driver had dropped off both of the other parties in the car.
On the way home, the driver tells me how he’s been driving Uber in Seattle for five years. Every year, the traffic has gotten worse. And if you live in Seattle, you will know that at a time when the roads are already extremely congested, the city is doing what it can to REMOVE traffic lanes and install public street parks and bike lanes instead. To working people, this all seems like madness. It certainly makes traffic way worse than it needs to be, which is already really bad.
“I guess they think putting in more bike lanes will get people to bike to work?” the driver suggested. “It’s not working. Lots of people still need to drive. Also, Seattle is not a great city to bike in. It rains a lot here.”
Amen, brother. It certainly does.