Bitch on the bus: take your empties elsewhere!

The BBQ Pit
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So I leave work on Fri. to catch the bus at 4. It shows up, and there are many seats to spare. So I sit down, put on my sunglasses, and proceed to nod off. Stop after stope, it gets more and more crowded, until there’s no sitting room. Not my fault. You’re all able-bodied and can stand until we get to the metro. (However, I’d be the first to give up my seat to someone who needs it.)

So, at one point, this skank gets on the bus with a garage bag filled with empty pop cans. Now, if you’ve ever smelled a pop can that’s been out in the sun for awhiile - they STINK.

Someone lets her sit next to me. Great. Pop can stink. It’s about a 20-minute ride from work to the metro. So I have to smell this almost the whole time.

Then the bus gets crowded. Skank giggles and pulls the garbage bag with her empties ON TOP OF HER AND ME. More prople crowd into the bus. and the next thing I hear is “clink clank” as empties are crushed on my thighs.

On top of that, the B.O. on that bus was unbearable.

DO NOT BRING EIGHTY MILLION EMPTIES ON A CROWDED BUS DURING RUSH HOUR AND EXPECT TO BE THE RAT’S FUCKING ASS because you spent all of your day scouring Dorval & Ville-St-Laurent cruising for cans.

That bitch not only pissed me off, but everyone else on the bus who had to stand and make their ways into strange positions because there was a BITCH WITH A FUCKING GARBAGE BAG FULL OF EMPTIES that gave NO-ONE a chance to move to the back of the bus.

She was giggling, and thought it was all funny. The rest of us wanted her to fry in hell.

[size=1]Hijack prevention. I have nothing against people collecing cans or bottles for refunds. I am, however, against an inconsiderate troll foisting her harvest upon my legs while I am trying to doze off, and also inconveniencing other users of public transit.[/size=

  • s.e.
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Ick. If I were you, I’d have said something.

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Whatever happened to the custom of drivers saying, “You can’t get on the bus with that,” when somone attempted to get on with something too big?

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Montreal was a weird city. On one hand, me and my buddies (we went to celebrate a bachelor’s party), and had a fucking blast. Beautifull city, phenomanal resteraunts and night clubs.

But the nomad situation was rather intense. We were at ‘Novatel’ or some hotel like that, and soon as we hit St.Catherine, we were set upon.

Still, Montreal is one of those cities that I would move to, if I only had the stupid cash it would take to live like I could here in ‘Detoillete’ (as my obnoxious Ottowa-loving uncle calls it)

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Ye gads. Sounds annoying.

I’ve had some annoying seatmates on long-distance Greyhound trips.

One lady had this HUGE FREAKING BASKET that she HAD to bring on the bus, and she HAD to sit next to me. It was an empty wicker basket. I don’t know what the hell was so precious about it, but she was determined to keep it on her lap all the time. I was in the window seat, she was seated next to me. I got my revenge, though. I drank a lot of water (I was drinking a lot of water anyway) and I had to get up to go pee every hour or so. And yeah, I had NO problem getting up and disturbing her and her HUGE FREAKING BASKET!!! (I believe that the bus driver eventually noticed her HUGE FREAKING BASKET and made her put it down below in the cargo area.)

Another time, I got on a completely full bus—just one seat left. Next to this weird, hostile woman who thought that I could share my seat with her HUGE FREAKING BOX. It took up the entire legspace of the seat. I would have to be legless to be able to sit down. I didn’t know what to do. It was in the middle of the night (I was transferring busses) and the bus driver seemed busy, everyone else was asleep. I stood up, next to my seat, tired and confused. The bus driver noticed my dilemma. He made the woman move her HUGE FREAKING BOX. She bitched about how it was because I was too “fat” and that was the reason I couldn’t share my seat with her HUGE FREAKING BOX. (I am fat, but not that fat, besides, it had nothing to do with my fat, it had to do with me having LEGS!!!)

Sheesh. Some people were raised by wolves, I guess. At least my weird seatmates didn’t have BO, which is more than can be said for the weird lady with her shitload of empty soft drink cans.

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Being a professional pedestrian & public transit rider, I can certainly empathize with the OP. For most of my life I have seldom had convenient access to a vehicle for shopping trips, and have occasionally had to haul large purchases home on a bus or train. However, whenever possible I try to schedule these trips at non-peak travel times, and when I do find myself with a large box or bag on a crowded bus or train I try to take up as little room as possible.
It’s amazing how many people seem to feel it’s too much of an imposition to ride with their bag, purse, briefcase, whatever on their lap instead of on the seat next to them. And Og forbid you should actually ask them to clear the seat off to you can use it for it’s intended purpose instead of as an extension of their lap. :rolleyes:

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Mr. Evil:

I sincerely hope that if you were sharing “seat” with a skank bitch on public transport, that you were at least safe about it. If you’re on a bus, with a stranger, and you have to get off, put a bag on it. </churchlady>

–mto

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Yeah, public transportation does suck.

Take that, sacred cow!

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Last year I tried doing the right thing by using public transit on days when I would not be requiring my vehicle for work. That lasted about a week. A very crowded, smelly week, culminating in a person pissing on the seat beside me.

I’m happy to pay taxes to ensure that there is public transit for folks who need it, but I cringe at the thought of using it myself.

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The bitch on the bus, she shakes her cans:
Clank, clank, clank,
Clank clank, clank.
The bitch on the bus, she shakes her cans:
All day long.

The scott on the bus says “Quit that, please”
“Quit that please”
“Quit that please”
The scott on the bus says “Quit that please”
All day long.

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Tansu you do realize you are contributing to the ever growing belief held by my friends and cow-orkers that I a freakin’ nut job that should never be let out in public alone?

I just want you to know that because before this day is over I will be singing “The bitch on the bus, she shakes her cans” outloud.

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The Scott on the bus says
“Eeew that stinks!”
“Eeew that stinks!”
“Eeew that stinks!”
The Scott on the bus says
“Eeew that stinks!”
All day long.

The bitch on the bus says
“Kiss My Butt”
“Kiss My Butt”
“Kiss My Butt”
The bitch on the bus says
“Kiss My Butt”
All day long.

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Let me guess–there’s a deposit on cans in Quebec, isn’t there?

I HATE deposits. There’s nothing I love more than having to hoard my cans and bottles to get my money back for them!

I live in Pennsylvania, where I can feel free to toss my empties in our recycling bin, and be done with them when the trashman comes every week. I go to school in New York, where I have to hang on to the damn things until my return trip to the store to lug them all back. What a stupid pain in the butt.

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Hazel wrote:

You hit the nail on the head there Hazel. The bus drivers shouldn’t let that stuff happen. I can’t tell you how many times I have been delighted by a conscientious bus driver that tells some jag off that we simply can’t sit for ten minutes while he loads his entire drum kit onto the bus. I have even been on a bus where the driver would not let someone on with a bag of cans. There’s not much you can do about it on the subway (I guess they could be stopped at the turnstile if someone was watching) but the driver can certainly stop jerks from boarding a bus. I know people that depend on public transportation that purposely stick to above ground travel because they consider cleaner and safer.

Also, if you need to transport something large, dirty or smelly and you don’t have access to a private vehicle than you need to suck it up and take a taxi. They have all sorts of SUV and minivan taxis now that can transport just about anything. At the very least wait until an off-peak hour to lug your giant possessions/purchases/finds to and fro on public transportation.

I feel for you Scott. People can be insensitive creeps sometimes.

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Forward-Looking Transit Department: The new trains on Madrid’s Metro Line 8, which goes out to Barajas Airport, have got special baggage racks. Muy util.

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Is it just me, or is this getting really fucking old?

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Not going there again.

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I thought your story was hysterical! Especially when you said she was giggling…Don’t get me wrong, I would be just as irritated as you were but it is a funny story!