This gives a whole new meaning to ‘Can I give you a hand?’
Being in your final trimester can be a real drag. You’re huge (and if you weren’t no one wants to hear about it), uncomfortable, and generally shouldn’t be out in public because people feel the need to constantly comment on just how big and uncomfortable you are. So imagine your frustration when you get on public transportation and find, not only will someone not get up to let you sit down, they won’t even move their bag so you can take a load off.
“Well it finally happened in my 8th month of pregnancy,” Twitter user Brydie Lee-Kennedy wrote. “I just sat on a man’s hand and bag when he wouldn’t move them off the last spare seat on the bus. We’re now sharing a very quiet ride.”
Well it finally happened in my 8th month of pregnancy, I just sat on a man’s hand and bag when he wouldn’t move them off the last spare seat on the bus. We’re now sharing a very quiet ride.
— Brydie Lee-Kennedy (@BrydieLK) September 4, 2018
Apparently, some dipshit felt his hand and his bag were more deserving of a seat on the bus than an eight-month pregnant woman — and with Kennedy’s help he got exactly what he had coming.
I wonder what it’s like to live somewhere with a less Hunger Games spirit on public transport— Brydie Lee-Kennedy (@BrydieLK) September 4, 2018
You’d think this type of behavior would be a one-off but Kennedy, who lives in London, had hundreds of responses to her tweet, each more outrageous than the next. We all know public transportation can be competitive sport, but at some point you’d think in certain cases decency would prevail:
I couldn’t get a seat on the NYC subway today because someone was literally lying across four seats with a goddamn pillow and blanket. It was 3 in the afternoon on a rush hour train. So yeah, I’d like to know too!— Diana Joy (@DianaJoy23) September 6, 2018
Good for you. When I was heavily pregnant and asked a man on the bus if I could sit down, he said no. He was drunk at 11am, I had pre-eclampsia. I wish I’d thrown up on his shoes— Megan Theobald (@MeganTheobald2) September 5, 2018
I used to stand in the middle of the Tube and loudly ask, "can I please have a seat?". I always thought it was funny to watch the shame scramble as multiple men would get up. I would also let my giant belly hang over newspapers. I hope you farted on his hand.— AnnieB (@aburoker) September 5, 2018
Haha when I was pregs I asked a manspreader if I could share his bench seat on the bus and he gestured to his wide legs and said, “No.”— Bridget Neval (@bridgetneval) September 5, 2018
Like, “Sorry, my balls need that space.”
I saw a guy do the same on a tube train. He couldn't have looked more intimidating if he tried (think angry Hell's Angel). He saw no one move for a very pregnant woman & bellowed down the carriage (which one of you a-holes is gonna let her sit) & at least half a dozen jumped up.— Kelvin Rodrigues (@KelvinROfficial) September 5, 2018
Warning: the following tweet should hang in the Louvre because that’s how good it is. It’s a piece of art and you can’t tell me otherwise.
When I was about 4 months pregnant I asked a man if I could have his seat on the train and I felt really sick as I was pregnant. He said ‘well, you want equality, you can stand’ I threw up on him. And his newspaper. And his laptop bag. The look of shock on his face was gratifying— storm pebbles (@LadyBrienne1) September 4, 2018
Many years ago I got on a bus w. new baby in papoose, & 6 heavy carrier bags. No seats so I stayed standing. The bus drove 50yds & stopped, the driver stood up & shouted ‘is no one going to offer this lady with a baby a seat?!’. An elderly woman stood. All the men remained seated— Prof Liz Atkins (@drlizatkins) September 5, 2018
My lovely husband deliberately goes to sit at the seats where people have their bags. I love him more for this than anything else.— Red Spot Special (@Isabella_G26) September 5, 2018
When I was eight months pregnant I left my house to get groceries in the sweltering heat, parked my car, hoisted one swollen leg out, started crying hysterically, and drove back home. The fact that Kennedy kept her cool long enough to think, “You know what, I’m gonna sit my ass down on this guy’s hand” should be celebrated around the world.
Priority seats are designated in certain forms of public transportation (trains, buses, tubes, etc) to allow the elderly, injured, disabled, and expecting mothers to be able to ride public transport semi-comfortably. So, if you don’t fit into one of those categories, don’t sit there. It’s not that hard. And if you can’t be bothered to stand for someone in need, please let this serve as a warning that your hand/bag/briefcase/electronic device may be sat on for the duration of the ride. Good luck getting it back if you need it.
No matter what, they’ll always be people who believe they are the most important person in any given situation and would rather not make eye contact or pretend they don’t see you rather than be slightly inconvenienced. For every one of those folks, let’s pray there’s two like Kennedy to show them what’s up.