I got onto the Metro for my daily commute back to my temporary home in the River Place apartments of Arlington, VA. I found a great place to stand -- not too far from the door, but far enough away to not be blocking it and next to a convenient pole to hang onto (these drivers are paid by how many times they can start and stop abruptly between stops). I glanced around at the people sitting and standing nearby, as I always do, when I noticed a man motioning to me. It took me a second or two to figure out what he was doing -- he was offering me his seat! I smiled my no thanks.
I wonder which he thought I was -- handicapped or elderly? ::sigh::