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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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About 8:30 on a warm Saturday morning I staggered onto a tube in Farringdon after a nights clubbing.
Feeling a little worse for wear and mild hallucinating I sat down and settled in for the journey home. Shortly after taking my seat a normal looking guy sat down next to me opened a magazine and began to read. I thought this was perfectly normal and continued to look the other way out the window. My suspicions only started when I noticed some of the weird looks I was getting. A woman nearby even got up and walked away.
Out of the corner of my eye I could see the chap next to me enthusiastically flicking through his magazine and mumbling to himself. Not particularly wanting to find out what was going on I turned my head to look at him, only to be confronted with a copy of "Hot Cocks Magazine". He took this as invitation to show me his favourite pages, which mainly comprised close up shots of rather angry looking men having anal sex.
Being British I stupidly sat there and did nothing (not wanting to make a scene of course)until he started spitting on his hands to "lube them up" as he put it. I quickly got off at the first available stop. I never thought getting off the tube in Willesden would be so pleasant.
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