Having used buses today I was presented with a whole host of crap to store in the back of my mind to either blog or wind myself up into an early grave. Public transport lays out the red carpet as far as grinding my gears goes!
When the bus driver sits at the stop as you run for it, then just as you get to the door......pulls away!
When everyone assumes because you are young and fit that you are not entitled to sit in the disabled seats, well they don't ask if I actualy have something wrong...just glare at me until I feel ashamed and hobble over to another seat. If someone else is on the bus with me then I loudly comment how my arthritis is playing me up.
Those bastards who get on through the middle doors, why am I paying actual human currency to use these things if others are happy to get a free ride!
The fact I had to pay for buses when I went to school and nowdays children under 16 (you are children, just because you swear and smoke doesn't make you any more adult) get on for free
When you are really close to your stop and someone with a lot of baggage (either carrier bags or folds of fat) comes and sits next to you...then looks at you shocked when you stand to get up.
People who want you to get up but don't say thank you after, there is no rule that I MUST stand when they want to get off. I go out of my way to stand up for them and I don't even get a thank you!
The fact buses nowdays have gone well out of their way to cater for the cripples (yep, I went there...again!) and prams. Sacrificing half the seats for NORMAL people! Oh yes we do have the whole top floor...but those stairs are a deathtrap!
Teenagers who believe we all must hear their music playing out of their phones...it isn't even something I can tap my foot to! One day I shall play beethovens 5th on full volume, that'll shock them nicely!
Those stupid windows, not only do they do nothing to cool you down but they also make an horrendous sound that gets you a bunch of dirty looks! All you did was open the ruddy window!
The heating that manages to stay on throughout the summer and is shutdown for the winter!
When people decide that one press of the bell is not enough, that 10 people should each have a go! The number 12 is the worst for that....I counted 13 presses of the bell before we rolled into the stop before...each done by a fuly grown adult!
Always managing to pick the broken seat or the one covered in some sort of fluid. Ahhhhh, that's why no-one else chose to sit there. grrrrrr!
When the bus is running early and so sits at bus stops for 5minutes each to make up for it, drives extremely slowly and makes sure to hit all the red lights. It's not my fought you rushed out of the garage, I waited as long as anyone else for the bus..why am I suffering?
People who skip in front of me at the bus que, or for that matter in front of everyone who has waited far longer than they have
The baby who cries the entire length of the journey
That's all I can think of for now, do feel free to add what grinds your gears when using buses. I shall blog once again next tuesday but may return to my vrtual postion before that. You know.....just to check my birthday messages. Oh you didn't know? Well....friday as seems as you asked :)
Until then.... xx
A cynical look at the world
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