Public Transport Trauma
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)
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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On a suburban train from Kings Cross...
.. in a crowded carriage, an old indian man got on, sat in the only available seat next to me and treated us all over the proceeding hour, to a veritable opera of flatulence the like of which I have not heard before or since.
The smell was a primeval fug that enveloped the atmosphere in the carriage and left us gasping for air. Initially I thought he might have a rotting fish in his coat, but a loud rasping fart (which he lifted one of his cheeks to facilitate the exit of) clinched it for us.
The oddest thing was not one of us mentioned it to him. By the time we reached Bounds Green the feculent smell was so bad and pervasive I wanted to ask him if he required a spare set of undercrackers.
( , Thu 29 May 2008, 19:31, Reply)
.. in a crowded carriage, an old indian man got on, sat in the only available seat next to me and treated us all over the proceeding hour, to a veritable opera of flatulence the like of which I have not heard before or since.
The smell was a primeval fug that enveloped the atmosphere in the carriage and left us gasping for air. Initially I thought he might have a rotting fish in his coat, but a loud rasping fart (which he lifted one of his cheeks to facilitate the exit of) clinched it for us.
The oddest thing was not one of us mentioned it to him. By the time we reached Bounds Green the feculent smell was so bad and pervasive I wanted to ask him if he required a spare set of undercrackers.
( , Thu 29 May 2008, 19:31, Reply)
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