Crochety Old Man

I should've known that I was going to have a bad day today after I had my first bad bus experience this morning. Every morning, I go to Plaza de Castilla to take the bus to El Molar, the tiny town in the mountains where I work. In Plaza de Castilla is a bus terminal where you can take all sorts of buses that will take you to many surrounding towns outside of Madrid. It's packed all throughout the day with people traveling to far places for work or for pleasure.

For most buses, people politely line up and wait their turn to get on the bus. For some reason the people on my bus never ever line up. They all just crowd and push their way to the door. And it's only with this specific bus that leaves at this time because I've taken this bus at other times and people line up! So of course, I do what everyone else does and I slowly push my way closer to the door.

As usual, I do the same today. Just when I was about to get on the bus, I felt a tap on my shoulder. I turned around to see this crotchety old man yelling at me. He was probably in his 80s. He was speaking very fast so I couldn't understand him, and I also had my headphones on. But I could definitely tell that he was angry. I just heard him say "un momento", and I could decipher from his gestures that he should get on first because he's old and no one is letting him get through the crowd. So of course, I let him get on before me. The lady between him and me just looked at me and shook her head, also annoyed at this crotchety old man. As he was getting on, he was still semi yelling and bitching and I suddenly hear him say, "coño". Now coño means vagina. Everyone here says that randomly without necessarily saying it to a specific person. They usually say it just how we would say, Oh shit.

But in this context, it was like he was saying it to me, and that pissed me off! I wanted to say: Señor, first of all, I didn't freaking see you! How am I supposed to know an old man is trying to get on a bus when he's behind me! Second, there are 30 other people trying to get on the bus. Why only yell at me? And third, don't you ever ever call me a coño! I don't care if you are older than me, but you have no right to call me that!

Of course, I couldn't say it because I only know three of those words in Spanish. And even if I knew Spanish, I still wouldn't say it because really, I'm not that tough.

So once again, I vent to myself. Joder!