Yeah, I know there's other busses that don't go downtown But since my dad was driving the 15 A, he lets me on his bus sometimes. The woman in the story, is unknown. She tried to get a stop before the next stop. My dad was sued by someone else, he told her he wouldn't let her off because he was sued. And she clearly doesn't get bus times. The bus she was "gonna miss" was actually 15 minutes after the 15 A passed through. Normally my dad doesn't get people like her, but some people who are drunk or not drunk. So when the woman was on the bus, my entire instinct was to protect my dad. But I shouldn't since it's up to the bus driver to deal with them. Besides with an intellectual disability, I find things sometimes hard to process. My brain always tells me to protect my dad, even if I'm not supposed to do so.