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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I used to work in a public transport department
so know loads of stories about machete-wielding bus drivers who'd stop their bus full of people to get a MacDonalds.
But my personal public transport nightmare involved:
1. Attend game launch in London.
2. Get rather drunk on the free beer and shots going round.
3. Get on train back to Bristol.
4. Wake up in Cardiff at 2am.
I spoke to a guard, and he told me there were no trains back to Bristol until 6.30am, and that I'd have to spend the entire time in the waiting room. He said if I left the waiting room I'd show up on the police's CCTV and be arrested for trespassing.
Just after I'd finished drinking some contact lense fluid (I was massively dehydrated due to all the beer), I managed to sneak into the ladies' loos and drink some water in there. From a tap, not the loos.
Length? It was the longest night of my life.
( , Thu 29 May 2008, 22:36, Reply)
so know loads of stories about machete-wielding bus drivers who'd stop their bus full of people to get a MacDonalds.
But my personal public transport nightmare involved:
1. Attend game launch in London.
2. Get rather drunk on the free beer and shots going round.
3. Get on train back to Bristol.
4. Wake up in Cardiff at 2am.
I spoke to a guard, and he told me there were no trains back to Bristol until 6.30am, and that I'd have to spend the entire time in the waiting room. He said if I left the waiting room I'd show up on the police's CCTV and be arrested for trespassing.
Just after I'd finished drinking some contact lense fluid (I was massively dehydrated due to all the beer), I managed to sneak into the ladies' loos and drink some water in there. From a tap, not the loos.
Length? It was the longest night of my life.
( , Thu 29 May 2008, 22:36, Reply)
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