If each person called you a different name
Or
What if you called everyone the same name. And everyone else did too. Then you wouldn't be known by your name but by the name you call people
I write down the thoughts I have during the day on a notepad. Then transcribe them in a more coherent form in this blog.
Sat in disabled seat but there was an open one across from me. The next stop Afghanistan vet with a fake leg got on the and I couldn't see until he got on and then he was in such good shape I felt it would have been disrespectful for me to offer my seat. He clearly did not want it.
The bus starts filling up and two girls go forward, realize that all the two seats had been filled up and came back to the front to sit in the other disabled seats. As they were coming back, one says that she doesn't like sitting in those seats because she would feel awkward if a disabled person got on. Then I got to wait for that moment when each of them realized two seats away was a guy with one leg. Very fun to watch.
A few stops later the bus was pretty much full except for a spot by the guy with one leg. The prettiest girl on the bus sat next to him and she didn't realize he only had one leg and when.