Seeing her coworker as the trash she’s going to help clean off the beach where she’d gone with them, to volunteer, translated…
Today, everybody is on a tour bus, to the White Sand Bay to help clean up the beach. He’d saved me a seat with his bag, he’d, wanted to sit next to me. Seeing me there, he’d, immediate left the bus, to help me carry my bags. As he and I got on the bus, I saw her, sitting on the seat he was, saving for me. She’d said, matter-of-factly, “No more seats”. I’d smiled and said, “it’s fine, I’ll just, go to the back.” There was, NOBODY sitting on the back of the bus, but she’d said, there was no seats. She probably, didn’t want to be, all alone. Why does she believed, that those without someone else to be with, are equivalent to not deserving of a seat? I’d, enjoyed, being farther away from the crowds. Today is a holiday, I’d hoped, I could have, a little less of the unnecessary conversations, so, I’d found me a seat, that won’t give me a view of my coworkers. Although I could still hear them, but, I don’t have to see them. And as we’d, arrived at the beach, we were all, picking up the trash that were, before our eyes too.
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helping to clean up the beaches…photo from online…
There are, so many interesting metaphors here, between the man who’d saved the narrator a seat, and the female coworker who’d, wanted to sit next to the man, whose saved seat wasn’t, meant for her, and that, is on the weekends, when everybody is OFF work, imagine how much must be, going on ‘round the offices during the regular workdays???
Life, the Obstacle Course 