Let's have love in our hearts!

(Reminder: There are only 6 days left on my poll, so I want to get 100% participation. That means you, Anonymous!)

So on Thursday I was riding Bart. I was bored so I decided I needed someone to look at. So I started watching a tall black woman. Obtw, read my other post on the Black on black incident. It was a lifechanging experience.

Anyway, this woman seemed a little restless and I wasn't quite sure if she was homeless, on drugs, or on her way home from her executive job in San Francisco. She could go a lot of different ways I decided. She was sweating which made me think she might be on drugs, but of course the train was hot and I was sweating also.

So anyway, we get through the tunnel, some people get off and a seat opens for the pretty black woman who had been standing. She starts towards the seat and drops her sweater.

The enigma says to her "oh babe, you dropped your sweater!" and her tone was very sweet. The woman looked at her, then looked down and a white woman had picked it up and was handing it to her.

The pretty black woman thanked the white woman and ignored the enigma.

At that the enigma muttered: "What are you thanking her for? I was the one who told you!" and gave her 'the look' and then turned her head back to the front of the train.

I felt real sorry of the enigma because she had been so nice and then she gets snubbed by her own people. Very sad.

So, at this point I'm starting to think that she probably isn't an executive, but I'm still on the fence about the drugs and homelessness thing.

Then at the downtown Berkeley station, the enigma stands up. She then reaches over and taps a white woman wearing a white sweater on the shoulder.

The white woman turns around to look at her and stifles a scream. At that the enigma points to the seat and the white woman relaxes and says "No, thank you!"

At that point the enigma lost it:

"God damn fucking bitches. I'm sick of this shit. I try to be nice to you and you act all scared and shit like......don't touch me.... don't look at me... I am a decent person and all I'm trying to do is give you a seat and your more worried about my skin color rubbing off on your stinkin ass white sweater. I oughted just rub some shit on it then. How would you like that?"

The white woman didn't respond and the enigma just shook her head, perplexed. Then she offered the seat to the mexican that was standing next to the white woman.

"No thanks!" he said and the door to the train opened.

"Jesus christ, mother fucking bitches..." and more than that but the sound faded as the enigma left the train and continued towards the escalator.

It was interesting watching the whole progression. I'm wondering, had the first woman who dropped her sweater thanked the enigma for pointing it out, would she have gone off on the white woman? And, did she stifle herself because the black woman might grow fangs?

And as I drove home I found myself wondering what the enigma might have done to the next person she encountered. I should have followed her to get the full story. Sorry. If I see her again I'll ask her how the rest of her day went.