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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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Genocide
Many moons ago i used to live in the vibrant london suburb of wembley quite close to the old stadium in fact. The thing about wembley is that its very afro-carribean and very indian. Most of the caucasians that you met are from parts of eastern europe. Oh and the odd nz/oz/sa houseshare.
I used to reside on park lane if you know the area.


After a day out in london i caught the tube back to wembley park station . Normally i would walk back to the house unless a bus happened to be there as it was only about 5 stops along the road.

One day joy of joys a bus happened to be waiting at the stop across the road , so welgar thinks " Wont be walking today".
It was one of those small local busses that seat about 30 people. When i got on it was pretty full in fact there was only one spare seat so i took it near the back. I was the last person on anyway.

As chance would have it i was sat next to the only other caucasian on board , a man in his early thirties.

The bus gets going after going past the first two stops the man turns to me and says in a rarther loud voice "Yup . What we need is some ethnic cleansing around here!"

Ooh fuck everyone on the bus heard him including the driver. Did i mention that there were a couple of large angry looking Afro - caribbean types on board? Glancing up towards the front i caught a strange glint in the drivers eyes from his mirror

fuck
fuck
fuck

You could cut the tension with a knife. Threre were probably a couple on the bus anyway. Everyone had there eyes and ears on us and i was up next.

Dilema : Get torn to shreds by an angry mob for being a racist if i agree or get attacked by some nutter for being a paki lover.

Deep breath and ......



Ring the bell "Excuse me this is my stop" get off.
Wasnt my stop but close e-fucking-nuff.

I watched the bus disappear into the distance with the bigot still on it. He was either very brave or very stupid but a complete physco upon reflection. Wonder where he was released from?

I dont like busses anymore
(, Fri 30 May 2008, 11:10, Reply)

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