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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One thing I forgot to mention:
Obviously the situation immediately after the bus went off left me needing nicotine desperately, however, the only source I had on me was a cigar that had been in my pocket since a do at a friends house a couple of days earlier. Picture the scene - young city fatcat puffs on a cuban as London goes to hell around him. Would have made a great photo if any news crews had seen me. Oh, and I live in Brighton. The overground to Bedford is 100 times more painful than anything a suicide bomber could do.
( , Sat 31 May 2008, 0:43, Reply)
Obviously the situation immediately after the bus went off left me needing nicotine desperately, however, the only source I had on me was a cigar that had been in my pocket since a do at a friends house a couple of days earlier. Picture the scene - young city fatcat puffs on a cuban as London goes to hell around him. Would have made a great photo if any news crews had seen me. Oh, and I live in Brighton. The overground to Bedford is 100 times more painful than anything a suicide bomber could do.
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