…the bus driver refuses to leave the stop until a student passenger gives up their seat for you.
On my day off, I decided to go into town. I got on the bus, and a young man offered me his seat. I thanked him and declined. (I’m not that old! I thought.)
The bus driver started calling something out. I thought she meant for standing passengers to go to the back of the bus, so I made my way past other people who were just standing there.
Then it became clear. I was to be given a seat. Or the bus stayed put.
A young woman obliged.
I should have dyed my hair when it started going grey. Too late now!