Tuesday, January 30, 2007

 

Bussing It

With all the hooha about carbon emissions I have decided to use the car for essential things like going to the laundry. I have charged up my Oyster card with a weekly bus pass - don't put money on your Oyster card, TFL eats it up with every journey you make (i have lost £3 - £4 in a single bus journey.

Travelling by bus brings you a mixture of experiences. These are just a few of them

Parents barging their way through with baby buggies the size of a hospital trolley on crowded buses - it's a real hazardous business if you are standing in the path of one these things. Parent has the get out the fucking way attitude.

Then you have the snotty teenager who decides plays his / her music on public address - the music, if you can call it that, comes out tinny sounding like a panicking bluebottle stuck between the window and curtain.

The territorial imperitave - this is when a bod occupies the two seats. He or she does this by sitting on the outside. You have to be explicit in demanding the other seat. Sometimes I don't bother because there are people on whom I really do not want to use my assertiveness skills.

Then you have the health bod insists on riding the bus in very cold weather with the windows open. There was this woman with this quite horrendous dyed red hair style, heavily gelled so that it stuck up at a diagonal at both sides. I did not want to suggest that she closes her window, I think that I would have been conveyed to another in ambulance! This young man, however, braved the fierce hairstyle and asked her to close the window. She grudgingly did this. Why the fuck do these people insist that they ride with the windows open in extremely cold weather.

Top deck - don't go there, especially if there are school kids occupying that deck.


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