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Buses are primitive mud huts on wheels
I'm consistently staggered how quickly normal civilisation breaks down once people are confined on a crowded bus. I travel by bus every day. The other day I was on the top deck with my work colleague. Across the aisle from us was a rather spaced and puffey faced looking chap who proceeded to sneeze very wet sneezes continuously without making any effort to cover his nose. He next proceeded to to perform the classic but savage nasel clearing technique involving pinching on notril whilst blowing through teh other. This resulted in, not surprisingly, a pool of disgusting ichor forming at his feet. The poor (but obvioulsy stupid)lady that was sat next to him looked vainly around the bus for some sort of support. My friend asked if he'd forgotten where he was. Luckily he confirmed that he was aaaaaall right. This is a fairly typical occurance on the bus to and from Peckham. Not suprisingly I'm now taking a different bus route.
Buses! They're a microcosm of society's ills.
(Fri 30th May 2008, 16:41, More)