Today I learned to hate those less fortunate than I.

So I'm waiting for the 75 bus at the Hollywood transit center, trying to keep dry in the shelter when you come rolling up. You, with your giant, Christopher-Pike-from Star-Trek motorized dick chariot, trying to fit it in where it clearly doesn't belong. There are already four people jammed up in that vestibule/covered bus stop thing; there's no room. But before I can even move out of the way you bust a 180 and back into me, shoving me up against the plexiglas.

Rather than making a scene or drawing attention to your stupid dumb ass I try to dislodge my foot and extract myself from the situation. No dice, I'm stuck. Before I can even say: "Hey, you parked on my foot" you are smoking a cigarette and blowing it in my face. Dick move for sure but hey, you're in a wheelchair, and not because you are just too fat. So I put up with your shit, cuz, you know, you're in a fucking wheelchair!

You start saying lame shit to total strangers and you run over my foot yet again.

I dig out a pair of wire-cutters that I had just bought 20 minute previous and proceed to pretend to tie my shoes but really what I was doing was cutting a very important-looking wire down near the motor on your aforementioned powered cock taxi.

Long story short: I got on the bus and you didn't. Fuck you, douchebag. You should feel happy that I treat you as you deserve to be treated. No pity; just a much deserved "fuck you".