The rail was crowded today since it is, once again, below freezing in Houston (wish I was still in Cali). I stepped on the light rail looking for a seat so I could catch up on reading some stuff for work. No seats. A man stands up and says "You can have my seat!"
I politely reply "No thanks, I can stand."
man: "C'mon nahhh, I'm offering you a seat, you should take it."
I nod my head No and continue reading my twitter feed on my phone.
man: "Was yo name?"
Random aside: I always make up names on the light rail. Today I chose Lauren because I happened to read interesting twitter posts from my friend Lauren two seconds before this conversation. If you're reading this, chances are I've used your name before....even if you're a guy...Man: "Well, Lauren. I'm jus tryin to show you that there are still gentlemen out in this world. Not very many, but I'm one of 'em."
I laugh and notice a seat open up across from him...not thinking of how rude it would be to decline his seat and take another, I sit down.
Man: "Thought you was gunna stand?"
Man: "Ya know chivalry ain't dead..you coulda jus sat here and not been all INDEPENDENT (he spits as he says this word with so much emphasis)"
I smile again.
A few stops go by without him talking to me. I begin to play with my work ID tag (worn attached to my pant pocket)..it's one of those fun cord ones that you can pull in and out. It's a nervous habit of mine. It's time for my stop...I stand up with ID in hand (because I'm still playing with it).
Man: "I thought you said your name was Lauren???"
I ignore him, put my sunglasses on and stand by the door hoping it opens soon.
Man: "mannn you lie to me bout sittin down and bout your name...can't get no mo rude den dat."
I think about turning around to say "have a nice day" but instead I'm kind of embarassed and exit the rail.
Moral of the story: Never wear your ID badge on the light rail.