This was rather humbling. People seemed to commiserate with me when the second bus driver corrected me about the bus pass, which was nice and softened my feeling of embarrassment. The fact that no one who had probably seen what I was trying to do corrected me until the bus driver did, I think reveals people’s discomfort in reaching out to correct a well-meaning, mistaken stranger like me. Perhaps bus passengers have been socialized to not interfere with each other’s business, and/or people in our culture generally learn it is not polite to “burst someone’s bubble”. I also wonder if this has to do with the fact that on the bus, one cannot always predict what strangers’ reactions will
This was rather humbling. People seemed to commiserate with me when the second bus driver corrected me about the bus pass, which was nice and softened my feeling of embarrassment. The fact that no one who had probably seen what I was trying to do corrected me until the bus driver did, I think reveals people’s discomfort in reaching out to correct a well-meaning, mistaken stranger like me. Perhaps bus passengers have been socialized to not interfere with each other’s business, and/or people in our culture generally learn it is not polite to “burst someone’s bubble”. I also wonder if this has to do with the fact that on the bus, one cannot always predict what strangers’ reactions will