Yesterday afternoon, inside the bus, somewhere in Athens...!!!!!! (DEN
EINAI ANEKDOTO!)
Deathly silence though full of people, transports the afflicted
from work Athenians, late. The drizzle and the honks,
they probably spoil the mood unconsciously. Seats taken, people
standing, no conversation.
The standing old lady with platinum hair and painted by
wrinkles and face paint, he makes the decision to manifest the rude
and her racist monologue. Receiver of her extreme behavior, one
immigrant (probably from Nigeria, judging by the deep dark
color of) whose second "mistake" - the first was that he came to
Greece- was that he had a seat and was sitting. So in a "worldly" way,
the protagonist of our story addresses him.
-Get up to sit!
- ...
- Well, of course! Since we got you all here, it's our fault!
- ...
-Are you pretending not to hear? What's your job here? The place was full of
blacks and albanians! Don't be ashamed, I tell you!
- ...
It is obvious that the indifference he receives from the African passenger
pisses her off more. The world remains indifferent in front of
scene and only some whispers from some commenting on the delirium
of her, betray a imperceptible reaction.
Suddenly a position magically becomes vacant, which happens to be her
next to our foreign friend! Without a second thought, the old woman
lady sits right next to him and continues unabashedly to adorn him
with various offensive epithets. He gives her none at all
importance and leaves it exposed in the simplest way.
The event at this point takes a completely unexpected development
adds another interest. Two controllers going up to "separate"
this bus will unwittingly become the protagonists and they, in
strange - in terms of its outcome - this story.
-Tickets, please.
A classic phrase that fills stowaways with anxiety and does
the rest to put their hand in their pocket, looking for the "magic
paper" that will save them from becoming the focus of the eyes
of the rest.
The inspectors start their work from both ends of the vehicle,
giving time to passengers sitting in the middle to catch up with her
peace of mind the ticket or think of a good excuse (for
those who have not). Our protagonists are also sitting somewhere there. THE
old lady pulls the ticket out of the ugly leather case
her bag and holds it up as if she made some terrible discovery!
Without thinking about it, the motionless and speechless - until that time
moment - our foreign protagonist, dives the ticket in a flash
her and she eats it! Everyone looks on in surprise but also in secret satisfaction.
The next dialogue between the auditor and the lady is all
money.
- Your ticket, please.
- The Black man ate it for me!!! (sobbing)
Somewhere around here people are laughing, the controller thinks she's crazy
and the fine is now written in his notebook...
EINAI ANEKDOTO!)
Deathly silence though full of people, transports the afflicted
from work Athenians, late. The drizzle and the honks,
they probably spoil the mood unconsciously. Seats taken, people
standing, no conversation.
The standing old lady with platinum hair and painted by
wrinkles and face paint, he makes the decision to manifest the rude
and her racist monologue. Receiver of her extreme behavior, one
immigrant (probably from Nigeria, judging by the deep dark
color of) whose second "mistake" - the first was that he came to
Greece- was that he had a seat and was sitting. So in a "worldly" way,
the protagonist of our story addresses him.
-Get up to sit!
- ...
- Well, of course! Since we got you all here, it's our fault!
- ...
-Are you pretending not to hear? What's your job here? The place was full of
blacks and albanians! Don't be ashamed, I tell you!
- ...
It is obvious that the indifference he receives from the African passenger
pisses her off more. The world remains indifferent in front of
scene and only some whispers from some commenting on the delirium
of her, betray a imperceptible reaction.
Suddenly a position magically becomes vacant, which happens to be her
next to our foreign friend! Without a second thought, the old woman
lady sits right next to him and continues unabashedly to adorn him
with various offensive epithets. He gives her none at all
importance and leaves it exposed in the simplest way.
The event at this point takes a completely unexpected development
adds another interest. Two controllers going up to "separate"
this bus will unwittingly become the protagonists and they, in
strange - in terms of its outcome - this story.
-Tickets, please.
A classic phrase that fills stowaways with anxiety and does
the rest to put their hand in their pocket, looking for the "magic
paper" that will save them from becoming the focus of the eyes
of the rest.
The inspectors start their work from both ends of the vehicle,
giving time to passengers sitting in the middle to catch up with her
peace of mind the ticket or think of a good excuse (for
those who have not). Our protagonists are also sitting somewhere there. THE
old lady pulls the ticket out of the ugly leather case
her bag and holds it up as if she made some terrible discovery!
Without thinking about it, the motionless and speechless - until that time
moment - our foreign protagonist, dives the ticket in a flash
her and she eats it! Everyone looks on in surprise but also in secret satisfaction.
The next dialogue between the auditor and the lady is all
money.
- Your ticket, please.
- The Black man ate it for me!!! (sobbing)
Somewhere around here people are laughing, the controller thinks she's crazy
and the fine is now written in his notebook...
