"The bus driver laughs and he shakes his head; says, 'You're okay, I drive this route everyday'"
Because I don't have time to write a proper post, but still want to write nonetheless: bus observations. Happy Friday!
* Yesterday when I was sitting on the bus after work, two guys began slapping each other and play fighting - well, I hope they were play fighting. Normally, this wouldn't bother me, but one of the guys who was getting slapped was sitting right next to me. I ignored it for the most part and slanted my body towards the aisle a little more to avoid a fingertip grazing my cheek. A girl who was standing near the door gave me a look that said, I'm so sorry you are sitting next to him. I'm also glad it's not me.
* I noticed when one man got off of the bus, he shouted at the bus driver, 'fucking wanker!' I wasn't sure why he shouted that because I had my earbuds in, but I figured it had something to do with the fact that our bus driver kicked us all off at the next stop. It wasn't too far from the flat, so I had to walk a little further, but it was still funny to see that guy yell at the bus driver.
* There is a woman that I see every so often, either in the morning or afternoon, and for some reason she drives me crazy. She's quite small, I'd say about my height (5'2") or maybe shorter, and she carts around this gigantic stroller (pram) with two kids that are nearly the same size as she is. I do realize that everyone has the right to ride the bus, but what annoys me about her is the fact she seems to expect everyone to either help her with her giant stroller with two toddlers in it, and accommodate her. First of all, your kids seem old enough to walk - make them. Second of all, stop expecting everyone to be nice strangers and help you push your mini bus around. And when we don't help you, don't give us horrifying looks as if we're Satan. They're not my kids. That's not my mini bus. Not my fucking problem. P.S...I don't like your collars on your shirts that resemble doilies.
* And no, I don't mind mothers, fathers and their wee offspring. I just mind it when they think that the universe must bow down to them simply because they've procreated. Guess what? People have been doing it for years. You're no different. If you're having such difficulty living in the city with your kids, then perhaps it's time to consider moving elsewhere; I really don't like that doyley lady.
* On a related note, I do get fucked off with folks that that are healthy and perfectly capable of standing, but won't give up their seat to an old man/woman or a pregnant woman. If I can, then I always try to give up my seat to those who shouldn't be on their feet in a jerking bus. Especially if it's raining; life just seems so much more difficult when it's raining and you're standing on a bus.
* There are also two guys that I occasionally see on the bus, and I shamelessly stare at them; one of them is the spitting image of Kevin Spacey, whom I have had the biggest crush on since I was fourteen and saw him in American Beauty. I swear, if I could, I'd have my way with that man. And the other guy looks exactly like Matthew Bellamy from MUSE, you know, if he was addicted to heroine. Still, heroine chic is quite hot.
* I wish that London had a better bicycle route for all of the annoying bicyclists that get in my way every morning and every afternoon. I commend them for getting out there, conserving energy, saving the planet and wearing lycra in public. But when your giant ass is the only thing I can see and it's not even eight o'clock in the morning, AND you're slowing down traffic because you don't know how to scoot over, then I get really peeved and wonder why don't you just get a bloody Oyster card, pay the measly 90p and get hell out of our way.