Monday, April 12, 2010

Seeing red

I continue to be amazed by the ignorance of people. This past weekend, I entered my nearby BART station using a red ticket—designated for riders who are elderly or who have a disability—and was immediately approached by a station agent who said that I had to exit and buy a regular blue ticket because I wasn't eligible to use the red one.

First of all, I happen to have a transit ID card that signifies I am qualified to use red tickets. I am legally blind—even though it might not be obvious because my eyes look normal and I don't use a white cane. Many people don't realize it, but there is a whole spectrum of visual impairment and blindness. Regardless, the whole point of having the ID is to serve as proof of one's eligibility to pay a reduced fare. End of story. Furthermore, when you browse the overall list of medical conditions that qualify individuals to obtain a transit ID, many of them won't be discernable to the casual observer. Do you think you can tell at a glance that someone has a heart condition? How about a hearing disability? Epilepsy? Or symptomatic HIV infection?

That's exactly why it is not supposed to be up to some improperly trained yahoo to make such judgments based solely on appearances—nor is it acceptable for said yahoo to throw out misaligned accusations at members of the general public. I told this guy I had an ID, and he said something lame about how I'm supposed to show it when I come through. If that really is the case, they've sure been doing a rotten job of enforcing this policy in the two years or so that I've been riding BART because I've never before been asked to do so. Had this station agent nicely requested to see my ID instead of confronting me in such a wildly inappropriate manner, I wouldn't have had to submit a complaint letter to BART. I don't know if anything will come of it, but I can only hope that someone gets the message and takes a good look at BART's flawed customer service procedures and lack of sensitivity to riders with disabilities.

Honestly, I think the more serious problem on their end is the fact that you don't need to provide an ID to buy red tickets. BART should revise this process if they want to reduce the chance of random losers fraudulently purchasing and using reduced fare tickets. And if the imposed penalty really is going to involve what only amounts to a stern order to go out and buy a full-priced ticket, it's hardly a deterrent to those intent on cheating their way out of paying full price.


  1. How can they ask for ID when they may be buying the ticket for their child or a grandparent?

    And I am surprised you were stopped by an Agent, heck even BART Police do very little to stop misuse of the discount tickets..

    Most Agents say they are just happy the person is using a ticket and the police rarely stop people.. Ask the next Agent you see, don't take my word for it. Discounts are the best trick around..

  2. Come to think of it, all they have to do is eliminate the red tickets and make it so that you have to load reduced fares on a TransLink card. That way, you need to have the right kind of card to get the appropriate fare. It's faulty to use a system in which anyone can claim they're buying a ticket for their kid or grandparent. A likely story.

    Previously, my coworker -- who was wearing dark glasses and holding her white cane -- was hassled in a similar fashion at a different station. Like I said, this points to a severe dearth of training on their part.

  3. I lost my ability to walk normally last year due to a spinal infection-I walk very slowly with a cane now on good days. I've been a health care worker for decades so I've always been sensitive to handicapped people. Since becoming crippled myself it's been interesting to see how people handle meeting me. Some shy away like I'm infectious, still. Some act as though my obvious physical disability has a matching mental limitation! Some just love to take advantage of my very slow transit to zoom around me in lines. It's been an interesting time, and I understand your frustration. The only time I get pissed off is when someone can't seem to understand that I am crippled. Richard/Texas