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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Scottish buses of yesteryear...
Oh the joys!
Way back when I got on one of those wee mini buses you get in Scotland, travelling a short distance up to my mates house.
My fellow passengers were three tramp-like characters, who were all indulging in alcoholic beverages whose strength was only matched by their cheapness.
Being a bit of a novice drinker at the time, my eyes widened in amazement when the oldest of the gents took out a can of Tennets' Super - like a lager, only much, much stronger - and proceeded to down the whole can in one.
Genuinely impressed, I would have doffed my cap to such a feat of drinking had I been wearing one.
In fact, I was just pondering how I culd never, ever have even taken a large swallow of Tennets' Super without retching when the old guy proceeded to projectile vomit the entire lot back up on to the floor...
Thankfully, My stop was next, and I managed to avoid the slowly spreading pool of regurgitated lager as I made my exit.
But as the bus drove off into the night, I could still see the trio - two of them blissfully swigging their White Lightning cider while the third emptied the contents of his stomach beside them.
Happy memories!
( , Wed 4 Jun 2008, 20:55, Reply)
Oh the joys!
Way back when I got on one of those wee mini buses you get in Scotland, travelling a short distance up to my mates house.
My fellow passengers were three tramp-like characters, who were all indulging in alcoholic beverages whose strength was only matched by their cheapness.
Being a bit of a novice drinker at the time, my eyes widened in amazement when the oldest of the gents took out a can of Tennets' Super - like a lager, only much, much stronger - and proceeded to down the whole can in one.
Genuinely impressed, I would have doffed my cap to such a feat of drinking had I been wearing one.
In fact, I was just pondering how I culd never, ever have even taken a large swallow of Tennets' Super without retching when the old guy proceeded to projectile vomit the entire lot back up on to the floor...
Thankfully, My stop was next, and I managed to avoid the slowly spreading pool of regurgitated lager as I made my exit.
But as the bus drove off into the night, I could still see the trio - two of them blissfully swigging their White Lightning cider while the third emptied the contents of his stomach beside them.
Happy memories!
( , Wed 4 Jun 2008, 20:55, Reply)
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