Public Transport Trauma
Completely Underwhelmed writes, "I was on a bus the other day when a man got on wearing shorts, over what looked like greeny grey leggings. Then the stench hit me. The 'leggings' were a mass of open wounds, crusted with greenish solidified pus that flaked off in bits as he moved."
What's the worst public transport experience you've ever had?
( , Thu 29 May 2008, 15:13)
Completely Underwhelmed writes, "I was on a bus the other day when a man got on wearing shorts, over what looked like greeny grey leggings. Then the stench hit me. The 'leggings' were a mass of open wounds, crusted with greenish solidified pus that flaked off in bits as he moved."
What's the worst public transport experience you've ever had?
( , Thu 29 May 2008, 15:13)
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I try to avoid public transport...
...if I can help it. I used to have to get the train to school everyday when I was a little Stig. I walk everywhere I can now, only using my car when necessary. However, one day I was on the train and I felt something hard poke my leg. Glancing down, a guy was either rubbing against me, or hopefully, his mobile phone had turned around in his pocket, and was now prominently pointing towards my thigh. I hope it was the latter, because I took that idea to heart and started doing it to annoy other fucking irritating school children.
The other thing myself and some friends used to do was to sniff people that were facing away from us, then snap back into normal positions when they looked. Good lord it was immature, but people get so paranoid, knowing there is no chance of them making a subtle attempt to check their own smell in a crowded train.
( , Thu 29 May 2008, 17:16, Reply)
...if I can help it. I used to have to get the train to school everyday when I was a little Stig. I walk everywhere I can now, only using my car when necessary. However, one day I was on the train and I felt something hard poke my leg. Glancing down, a guy was either rubbing against me, or hopefully, his mobile phone had turned around in his pocket, and was now prominently pointing towards my thigh. I hope it was the latter, because I took that idea to heart and started doing it to annoy other fucking irritating school children.
The other thing myself and some friends used to do was to sniff people that were facing away from us, then snap back into normal positions when they looked. Good lord it was immature, but people get so paranoid, knowing there is no chance of them making a subtle attempt to check their own smell in a crowded train.
( , Thu 29 May 2008, 17:16, Reply)
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