You Must Be 55 or Older to Ride this Ride

Today I was confronted with a moral dilemma. I was sitting in the front of a packed bus, minding my own business, trying to go to work like a good girl, when I look up and see...her. Her, was a strangely ageless woman. She could have been a bad 45 or a good 65, I couldn't tell. But either way she posed a problem for me. Should I offer this sort of old looking woman my seat? I took a look around, no men in sight to do the deed. I turned to the girl next to me, her eyes were closed (I know she was faking it, no one can sleep on a CTA) I looked at the woman, she looked sturdy, like she came from good stock, so I decided not to get my butt up. But for the next 35 minutes I sat there, uncomfortable, because something just didn't feel right. When the bus started to clear out, Grandma finally got to take a seat. Upon further inspection, she was old...real old. Just another reason for me to go to hell in about 60 more years. And just in case you are wondering, yes, my mother raised me better than that.

Lesson of the day: Old people on buses are a major inconvenience for all.