Monday, 14 March 2011

the thing i hate about

Public transport, I'm an avid user on grounds of being a poor student. It gets me (vaguely) to work but it serves no more of a purpose than a bowler hat at a star wars convention... sure its there, you were prefer to have something else but its all you could get. that turned out to be a much more viable metaphor than planned....

But there is such a mundarity attached to the same route taking such an exaggerated amount of time and costing more than it would to hire a jet pack to do the same distance. I hate the arrogance, Signs on the roof about the green “credentials” of public transport. Lies in the majority, ‘reduce your carbon footprint, take the bus’. I'm sure the world’s carbon footprint would be much lower if people didn’t get a bus to go two stops. I'm sure they feel good about it too. If people like that wore pedometers, it would be in minus figures flashing “you lazy sod” every other step.
As that famous saying goes, it isn’t a bus journey without an insulting driver. I genuinely got told off by a driver once for standing at a bus stop and there was some traffic. It was one of those strange times you are almost apologising for keeping someone in a job.

It isn’t just the bus itself though... there are some self obsessed people travelling on them with such arrogance it is almost ironic to their surroundings. Like that guy that likes to sit on the slightly raised seat wearing sunglasses (even when it’s raining) just so he can lord it over everyone. Anyone else thinking, he’s compensating, the bus equivalent of anyone who drives a flash car. It wouldn’t have been quite so beautiful if he hadn’t looked like a love child of the Andy Fordham and the Hairy bikers. Science has come far too far for this to happen.
And whistlers, I have to say I enjoy whistling but when its amazing grace whistled at half the normal speed with more wrong notes than the average boy band live concert, it takes some amazing grace not to ram the newspaper he is reading down his throat. 
Eurgh what is it with chavs (or charvers) playing techno on the back seat? Did I want a rave? Surely there would be much much much more strobe lighting on the bus if ANYONE wanted you to playit.

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