"Hey, old timer, what kind of language is that?" The bus driver snarled back the moment he heard the old man, immediately getting upset and starting to shout at him.
"What's wrong with what I said? I said it, so what?" The old man spat back at the driver, "This is just throwing away face when it's given to you. Who can't see how old I am? Forget using a senior's card; even riding for free is my right. And you keep fussing over two bucks. Are you crazy with poverty or what? Do you need that money to buy your food?"
"If you are over seventy, then you riding for free is indeed right, but you need to show me your senior citizen card. Who knows if you're really seventy this year?" The driver, who also had a fiery temper, was irritated by the old man's spitting and raised his voice back: "Moreover, the money for the bus isn't even for me; it's for the bus company. What do you mean I'm two bucks short for food?"
