I was raised to be polite. I say please and thank you. I don’t take up extra seats on a crowded train. I sneeze into my arm. I don’t play music on public transportation. You know, all the normal things that not rude people do. But, unfortunately, some of my fellow humans take advantage of nice people like me (and you) by doing whatever it is they want without a whit of concern about other people. Jerks.
I live in a town with amazing public transportation–so amazing that I don’t even own a car. There is also a town center with wonderful street musicians and other performers. I often give money to these people. I truly enjoy listening to most of them. And if I don’t? (Like the guy who plays the pan flute.) I can just walk away.
There is one woman who loves to sing for money, but she doesn’t do it on the street. Instead, she gets on a tram, where you’re trapped for at least one stop, sings a short song, and then asks for money. That, by the way, is illegal, but the police aren’t focusing on it, and she jumps off after one or two stops anyway.
She drives me utterly insane. I refuse to give her any money. But I never say or do anything about it–until last week.
To keep reading, click here: How to Be Polite by Telling a Jerk to Stop Being Rude