I’ve got a few bus/mass transit lines I’d like that jerk to ride before he sentences my wife and others to ride on them.
It’s a little difficult to arrive at work in proper order, when people wet themselves on the bus, then you sit down in a seat not knowing...
Women are haunted on the bus by some guys that have obviously dropped out somewhere along the way, and were probably the one who took a leak in that seat I was talking about. They smell like it. They sit next to them, stick their face in your wife’s face, and can’t for the life of them grasp that your wife doesn’t find them the most eligible bachelor on her list. Of course you’re paying for his monthly pass to harass her too.
You wife has to stand on the street with nobody to protect her, as all sorts of seedy types drive by.
I’ve seen all this. While it’s not a daily occurrence, you’re taking your life in your hands when you enter public transit, and are sentenced to mingle with any psychological nightmare that happens to land in your lap.
If you’re lucky, someone will step in to defend your loved one. And if that person is lucky they’ll live through it.
Like it or not, when you ride mass transit, you are just one nightmare like this away from total disaster.
“Like it or not, when you ride mass transit, you are just one nightmare like this away from total disaster.”
I believe it. I’ve heard the stories. I have managed to live this long without ever having to ride mass transit, except outside of the country. I hope I never have to. I would die within a month if I had to live in a city. For me, no amount of money was worth raising my kids in a large city.