So it's been a while...
The musicals still haven't really gotten into full swing yet (but they're coming!), and heck, it was the summer, so my blogging was slow.
But I'm back. And I've got complaints. I'm now back at university, studying for 16 months to get my teaching degree (so I can get paid more for dealing with these critters basically ;) ).
In order to save money, I take the bus to and from school. ANd yes, I have rants. I realized my LAST post was about public transportation. It seems I have an issue with public transportation. Or, maybe just the public. Who can tell?
So, some things that tick me off about taking the bus:
-People who use the bus as their own personal moving sidewalk. Getting on at one stop, and getting off at another, one block away. Ok, I know there are bleeding hearts out there saying "well maybe they're disabled, but you just can't see it." Unless there's an epidemic of extreme laziness going around, there are not THAT many people with disabilities doing the above just to annoy me.
-People who apparently have lost the use of language when they reach their arm across my face to pull the cord. Know what? I would have done that for you had you asked, and I would have preferred it to having your armpit in my face.
-My bus is one of the most crowded busses I've ever seen outside of New Delhi. Without fail every morning, the driver instructs the SAME people to "move to the very back of the bus" so they can squeeze more people on like a clown car. This is fine up unto a point, where everyone is as far back as they can be, and the bus driver is STILL letting people on. Short of us turning into the cast of Cirque du Soleil, we will NOT fit any more people.
-Idiot people who have loud conversations behind me. Case in point. The 19-year-old who sat behind me yesterday, loudly telling his friend that he had failed every university course he took last year, was on academic probation, and was taking only three courses this semester to boost his GPA. One of these courses was beginner Russian, a language in which he's fluent. Every body in this guy's world was an "F-ing Faggot", including the boss who kept him on probation for 8 months because of his poor work habits. Female friend asked him what he was planning to do with his life. His answer? "I dunno, optometrist or shit like that." Yep. Good luck with that buddy.
-People who hop halfway on the bus to ask the driver a "quick" question, and end up delaying us for 45 minutes while they sit there and ask about every possible route and connection. It's called a bus schedule. Look into it.
- "Eau de Bus." Need I say more?
The worst thing about taking the bus? Coming home and seeing my car in the driveway. *sigh*
But I'm back. And I've got complaints. I'm now back at university, studying for 16 months to get my teaching degree (so I can get paid more for dealing with these critters basically ;) ).
In order to save money, I take the bus to and from school. ANd yes, I have rants. I realized my LAST post was about public transportation. It seems I have an issue with public transportation. Or, maybe just the public. Who can tell?
So, some things that tick me off about taking the bus:
-People who use the bus as their own personal moving sidewalk. Getting on at one stop, and getting off at another, one block away. Ok, I know there are bleeding hearts out there saying "well maybe they're disabled, but you just can't see it." Unless there's an epidemic of extreme laziness going around, there are not THAT many people with disabilities doing the above just to annoy me.
-People who apparently have lost the use of language when they reach their arm across my face to pull the cord. Know what? I would have done that for you had you asked, and I would have preferred it to having your armpit in my face.
-My bus is one of the most crowded busses I've ever seen outside of New Delhi. Without fail every morning, the driver instructs the SAME people to "move to the very back of the bus" so they can squeeze more people on like a clown car. This is fine up unto a point, where everyone is as far back as they can be, and the bus driver is STILL letting people on. Short of us turning into the cast of Cirque du Soleil, we will NOT fit any more people.
-Idiot people who have loud conversations behind me. Case in point. The 19-year-old who sat behind me yesterday, loudly telling his friend that he had failed every university course he took last year, was on academic probation, and was taking only three courses this semester to boost his GPA. One of these courses was beginner Russian, a language in which he's fluent. Every body in this guy's world was an "F-ing Faggot", including the boss who kept him on probation for 8 months because of his poor work habits. Female friend asked him what he was planning to do with his life. His answer? "I dunno, optometrist or shit like that." Yep. Good luck with that buddy.
-People who hop halfway on the bus to ask the driver a "quick" question, and end up delaying us for 45 minutes while they sit there and ask about every possible route and connection. It's called a bus schedule. Look into it.
- "Eau de Bus." Need I say more?
The worst thing about taking the bus? Coming home and seeing my car in the driveway. *sigh*
posted by Daisie @ 5:11 PM
1 Comments:
At 9:39 AM,
Anonymous said…
Here here! My personal favorite bus story is when the person sitting next to you looks in your direction and then coughs or sneezes all over you....I just LOVE that!
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