how my morning commute went today

[rivendellrose]

If you want to know about my morning commute today, I recommend reading this entry by nekokoban. It's all true, every word of it. And I spent the rest of the ride sitting stock still, focusing on my book while I listened to her get grilled by the guys, trying desperately to figure out how I could possibly have handled that better. o_O When people do things like what that woman did, my brain just sort of shuts off. I don't know how to cope.

And it's true - if anyone on the bus in the morning is sitting two-to-a-seat, it's me. Always. I don't know why, but it's true.

Just a weird, weird world, you know? Not bad... just weird.

Comments

[velleitas.livejournal.com]

The smokers and people who smell heavily of garlic always sit next to me, even when there are empty seats! I've had to ask to get up so I can move on more than one occasion and I always feel like such an asshole. :(

The woman, though... seriously, what the hell? Who gets up and decides to be a jerk that early in the morning? I'd have told the guys they can go ahead and smack her.

[rivendellrose.livejournal.com]

Ohhhhhhh the guys who smell of smoke. And alcohol. And sometimes the really fun ones who smell of urine. One of the things I like least about public transit - thank goodness it doesn't happen all that often.

I'm theorizing / pretending to believe that she didn't speak English, because of how thoroughly she failed to react to nekokoban saying "Ohhhhkaaaaaaaay..." after she zipped in and sat down next to me. Which was part of why I went into brain-meltdown mode - I couldn't figure out how to express "That's my friend you just cut off!" in a way that wouldn't look like I was being personally rude to her if she didn't quite understand me.

I'll just have to remember to keep my bag next to me until nekokoban is right there in front of me (with no one else there, too) from now on. :P I usually do that, but today I got caught up in my book and forgot.

[dreamstrifer.livejournal.com]

On the bus, I always end up next to the creepy huge guys who could crush me with one fell swoop and start hitting on me (I usually tell them the book I'm reading, which they interrupt, is about zombies and then they kind of back off. Tiny girls reading zombie books are apparently freaky), or the schizophrenic man who has zeroed in on me.

It's awkward. But I feel for you and your friend. People on public transit can be SO. WEIRD.