Being scolded on a bus by a fellow passenger had not been on my agenda last weekend, but that is exactly what happened.
A woman behind me had taken umbrage with my apparent slowness at boarding – except I had been waiting for the family ahead of me, who seemed confused about whether they wanted that bus. This led to my own hesitation, as I was not about to board first if they were actually going to get on – the Brit in me recoiled at coming across as a queue-jumper.
Regardless, the woman berated…
