On the bus, an elderly woman was scolding a young guy for his tattoos, and the guy didn’t even pay attention to her until this happened… 😨 😨
On the bus, an elderly woman would look at a guy in a white T-shirt, at his tattooed arms, then suddenly turn away to the window and mutter something under her breath.
The guy in the headphones seemed totally detached – the music drowned out all the voices around him, and he didn’t even notice the sidelong glances. But at some point, the grandmother suddenly couldn’t take it anymore:
“What kind of youth are we now?” she blurted out loudly. “Why do you draw all sorts of devilry on your bodies?”
The guy pulled out one earphone and asked politely:
– Grandma, is something wrong?
— “What’s wrong?” she mimicked. — You won’t get to heaven with a body like that, it’s a mortal sin! It’s just awful. How can the earth bear people like you?
“I haven’t done anything bad to you,” he answered calmly. “This is my body, and I have the right to do whatever I want with it.”
But these words only added fuel to the fire.
– Ugh! In our time, young people never talked to their elders like that!
– Grandma started raising her voice.
– Who gave you the right to talk to me like that? Because of people like you, the country fell apart! And now they walk around painted like devils! Let your parents look at you – shame and disgrace! With such pictures, you won’t even find a normal wife. God will punish you, will you hear? You will wander the world until you understand that your sins are grave!
She crossed herself, shook her head and added:
– May your hands wither if you ru:in your body with a needle again! May your soul become darker with each drawing!
The boy didn’t answer. He just sighed heavily and turned away, looking towards the window. The bus drove on, and the grandmother still didn’t calm down:
– Oh, my blood pressure went up because of you, you bastard! Thank God I don’t have kids like you. You’re a disgrace, not youth!
But suddenly her face turned pale, her hand clutched her heart.
“Oh… I feel bad… it’s stuffy…” she wheezed.
The people on the bus looked away indifferently: some pretended not to hear, others simply turned away. No one moved.
And only that same guy with tattoos took off his headphones and looked at her with an attentive gaze. Then, unexpectedly for everyone, he said quietly but firmly… 😨😨 Everyone stood in shock from what was said.
– Grandma… I’m a paramedic.
The bus stopped, as if even time had stopped for a moment.The guy immediately rushed to his grandmother. He confidently and quickly, without fuss, took off her thick scarf, unbuttoned the top button of her sweater and helped her take a deeper breath.
“Breathe, calm down… Don’t panic,” he said in a soft tone, completely unlike the “rude boor” that the woman had just called him.
The guy acted as if he knew everything in advance: he checked the pulse, lifted the grandmother up to make her feel better.
“She’s having a severe spasm, her bl00d pressure is jumping,” he said quickly, taking out his phone. “We need an ambulance urgently.”
He dialed the number and, clearly and professionally, gave the address, the bus route, and the woman’s condition.
– Hold on, grandma, the doctors will be here soon, – he looked into her eyes carefully. – I’m with you, everything will be fine.
Grandmother, still pale and weak, opened her eyes with difficulty. For a second, surprise, even embarrassment, flashed in her gaze. It was as if she wanted to say something, but did not have the strength – she only nodded weakly.
