Delighted

Yes, I was.  It rare when I’m delighted to be an irritant, but in this case I was.  Boarded the full bus, and took a seat beside a too loudly speaking-on-her-cell phone woman.  Because she was large and busy speaking on her phone, therefore not paying attention, when I settled in, I brushed against her arm. She was seated askew on her seat, and swung around to face me. She had turned with an air of great annoyance and gave me a withering, dirty look.  As I mumbled ‘excuse me’, she continued in a very loud voice to speak into her phone call. “They docked 30% of my wages….. and I said to him….. and she said to me…. and of course I won’t…..just let her try….’.  Looking around at the group of persons seated near me – this is the middle section of an extended bus- I could see there was annoyance with her loudness.  I had to move to readjust my hand baggage; in fact I had to readjust three times.  Each time she turned and scowled at me.  Finally she man-handled the young girl that was with her, said something disparaging about me, and moved to the front of the bus [remember the most unheeded command in nyc] to disembark.  I enjoyed my part in removing her and the delighted smiles of those around me when she left.  Felt sorry for the young-man-handled girl, however.