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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Thought I,d killed someone.......
After driving busses in Cardiff for a few months I started to get a few night shifts.
Cardiff has a pretty busy nightlife on Friday and Saturday nights and the drunken idiots wouldn,t give a fuck wether there was traffic about or not.
One such chap was too quick for me one night and ran across the road in front of me,I swerved to avoid him but,too late... BANG ...I SWEAR HE FLEW THROUGH THE AIR LIKE FUCKING SUPERMAN..He eventually lands about 20 feet away in a heap, fearing I had killed him,(his head nearly went through the windscreen)I jumped up and hit the emergency button on my radio above my head for an ambulance.
Shaking I sat back down...looked and the guy was gone!!!I gets off the bus and he,s sitting on the pavement bleeding with bits of glass in his head,wondering what the fuss is about,I told him he aint going nowhere before the ambulance sees him.
His mates who are with him offer words of comfort of sort along the lines of "fuck me you head must be made of rock"
When people sometimes think they are invincible when pissed this guy was that night and his mates treated him as such as well as me.
( , Thu 29 May 2008, 23:40, Reply)
After driving busses in Cardiff for a few months I started to get a few night shifts.
Cardiff has a pretty busy nightlife on Friday and Saturday nights and the drunken idiots wouldn,t give a fuck wether there was traffic about or not.
One such chap was too quick for me one night and ran across the road in front of me,I swerved to avoid him but,too late... BANG ...I SWEAR HE FLEW THROUGH THE AIR LIKE FUCKING SUPERMAN..He eventually lands about 20 feet away in a heap, fearing I had killed him,(his head nearly went through the windscreen)I jumped up and hit the emergency button on my radio above my head for an ambulance.
Shaking I sat back down...looked and the guy was gone!!!I gets off the bus and he,s sitting on the pavement bleeding with bits of glass in his head,wondering what the fuss is about,I told him he aint going nowhere before the ambulance sees him.
His mates who are with him offer words of comfort of sort along the lines of "fuck me you head must be made of rock"
When people sometimes think they are invincible when pissed this guy was that night and his mates treated him as such as well as me.
( , Thu 29 May 2008, 23:40, Reply)
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