Starting to get a lot of buses again. I love watching people's behaviour on buses. Who they choose to sit next to or avoid, how they make themselves big so no-one will sit next to them, how everyone loses themselves in iPods and Metro's.
I had this guy with a man satchel sit next to me yesterday. I carry a sizeable Crumpler myself but this was some kind of effeminate leather and buckle thing. Anyway, he sat next to me which was annoying enough as I was trying to read and was sitting spreadeagled like a Blind Date contestant testing out a Thighmaster. I didn't give an inch though.
As soon as another 2 seater was available he was off like a shot. I take that as a personal insult. You've chosen to sit next to me and you'll fucking well sit there until I say otherwise. Am I that offensive that you have to move away at the earliest opportunity?
It's something I don't do myself. If I plant myself next to someone then that's me for the whole journey. Even if the bus empties of passengers. The whole top deck could be deserted except for me and the person I've sat next to. Quite unnverving for them.
In fact, the only thing more unnerving would be to go upstairs on the bus, see that there's only one person there and still go and sit next to them.
I recommend it if you want to be physically assaulted.
Wednesday, 30 January 2008
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