I rode the bus to work today, as I often do. But I forgot my earphones to listen to my music, and everyone was driving me crazy.
It was pouring rain and the bus was crowded with very wet people. This guy is wearing a large stuffed backpack, and he won’t move back to make room for more people. But that’s not the real annoying part. He still had his fully stuffed backpack on and was smacking people standing and sitting around him every time he turned. Why doesn’t he take off the pack and put it on the floor before he gives me a concussion? That drives me crazy.
She gets on the bus, like she does every day. She proceeds to dig around in her purse for her bus pass (or fare); she can’t find it; she’s digging, digging, and digging, while people are standing out in the rain, waiting to get on. The people can’t get on the bus because the digger is blocking the door way, digging in her purse, looking for her bus pass. Doesn’t she know that she’s catching the bus, that the bus is coming, and that she is going to have to pay for her ride? Why doesn’t she have her bus pass in her hand when the bus arrives? That drives me crazy.
There's another woman. She’s loud. She’s rude. And OMG ... she’s a yuk-yukker. That just drives me crazy.
It was pouring rain and the bus was crowded with very wet people. This guy is wearing a large stuffed backpack, and he won’t move back to make room for more people. But that’s not the real annoying part. He still had his fully stuffed backpack on and was smacking people standing and sitting around him every time he turned. Why doesn’t he take off the pack and put it on the floor before he gives me a concussion? That drives me crazy.
She gets on the bus, like she does every day. She proceeds to dig around in her purse for her bus pass (or fare); she can’t find it; she’s digging, digging, and digging, while people are standing out in the rain, waiting to get on. The people can’t get on the bus because the digger is blocking the door way, digging in her purse, looking for her bus pass. Doesn’t she know that she’s catching the bus, that the bus is coming, and that she is going to have to pay for her ride? Why doesn’t she have her bus pass in her hand when the bus arrives? That drives me crazy.
There's another woman. She’s loud. She’s rude. And OMG ... she’s a yuk-yukker. That just drives me crazy.
And, why do we have to listen to loud people talking on their cell phones? Do you really think we're interested in how drunk you got last night, or what a jerk your boyfriend is, or how your surgery is healing up, or how great your baby is potty training, or ... or ... or ... ??!! And do you think the person you’re talking to has their phone up to his/her ear, but can probably hear you without the phone?! Gees, that drives me crazy!! QUIET!!!
So, with all of that … my day has started out MAH-vah-lous! I hope my carpool driver feels better tomorrow.
1 comment:
Having played the role of "Commuter Man" for quite a few years I know exactly what you're talking about. That's why God invented the iPod and dark sunglasses. With those two devices I don't have to listen to you and you can't make eye contact with me thereby not being able to initiate a conversation.
It's all about strategy and being prepared (unlike the person that fumbles for the pass/money).
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