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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When I went to see my dad in the hospital, I was only 16. I got on the train into town, then the bus out of town to the hospital. Except there's 2 hospitals and when I asked "do you go to the hospital" the driver said "yes".
It was the wrong hospital. I walked down the bus to ask why the driver had gone straight on at the roundabout and not turned right. he shouted at me for bothering him and dropped me off at the side of the road 3 miles from the place i needed to be.
I had to walk there, and try to be smiley and happy when I arrived. it didn't work. even after having had most of his stomach and bowel removed, dad still had enough fight in him to be angry with the bus driver for me.
*clicky for you for just getting on with life despite it having sucked*
( , Tue 3 Jun 2008, 23:03, Reply)
When I went to see my dad in the hospital, I was only 16. I got on the train into town, then the bus out of town to the hospital. Except there's 2 hospitals and when I asked "do you go to the hospital" the driver said "yes".
It was the wrong hospital. I walked down the bus to ask why the driver had gone straight on at the roundabout and not turned right. he shouted at me for bothering him and dropped me off at the side of the road 3 miles from the place i needed to be.
I had to walk there, and try to be smiley and happy when I arrived. it didn't work. even after having had most of his stomach and bowel removed, dad still had enough fight in him to be angry with the bus driver for me.
*clicky for you for just getting on with life despite it having sucked*
( , Tue 3 Jun 2008, 23:03, Reply)
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