Am walking toward the #14A and #20 bus stop on a Saturday, late morning, when a middle-aged-sane-looking-lady suddenly starts screeching at a bus that is driving past her. The passing bus is a #12 and is driving to the first stop it makes a block and a half away. This #12 is a new service but has never stopped at the area where this lady is. She is going to blow a gasket, so I call out to her, “It’s a 12, doesn’t stop here”. She deflates, walks toward me and says “Thank you” as I continue to walk, toward the bus-stop-post which shows the schedule and the map of the two buses that do stop there. I am deciding between waiting for the 14A or walking 5 blocks to the subway. As I am contemplating my options-I am trying to coordinate the present time and the time the bus is scheduled to arrive. she approaches and begins talking. [My hands are holding nothing.] “That won’t tell you anything,” she begins, “That isn’t when the bus is coming. You need to scan that there”, and she points to a scanning square “And then put in this number and it will tell you exactly when the bus is coming.” I turn to face her and say, “That isn’t what I want to know.” She looks hard at me and says, “Well! I want to know. Would you please get out your phone and tell me what the arrival time is!!” For once, my brain is clipping along at-just-ahead-of-you-speed for one of these encounters. Turning away from her I say, “If you know so much about how all of this works, why don’t you use your own phone to gather the information?” “My phone”, she replies,”Isn’t turned on.” [Neither was mine, and mine was buried deep in the large satchel I had flung over my left shoulder.] I now looked at her, “I guess you are going to have to turn it on.” I said. OMG, did I get it. She unleashed on me a diatribe of ‘how people should help each other, and ‘how some of us were so selfish…’ I turned and walked away – made that decision easier, off to the subway – as she was slinging accusations. Sometimes you just don’t get to be the good guy.