my inner disability

today, i had my a first tiff with someone after four years of communiting on the subway. and it was a disadisabled person, at least that's what a huge lady with a cane claimed herself to be. she squeezed in between me and someone else. i swear to god, i was going to stand up but i didn't want her to think that i was trying to avoid her.

so i was carrying on flipping my newspaper "metro today", gently, in my standard. she cranked up, "hey, i don't want that newspaper on my face." i said "sorry." she went on, "i am allergic to prints..." i couldn't help but acknowledged the fact, "i didn't mean to, look, your are taking part of my seat..." she was obviously agitated and start yelling like a real chinese in china, "this is subway, you better get your own car. you are insulting a disabled person..." i murmured, "i think you are taking advantage of that..." somebody tried to stop us. while she was finally getting off, i did throw another thing for her to swallow, "hey, eat more candies, you are such a bitter person." i know i was not sweet to say that. everybody knows that I avoid candies like poisons.

my disability is that when someone brings me down, i am right there with her.