Friday, 11 February 2011

Buses

This morning, I've been thinking about Buses.

I take 2 buses each morning to get to work, and 2 buses to come home. I spend a total of 4 hours a day travelling to work. Thats 20 hours a week! 20 hours.

In the time it takes me to get to and from work, I get to see a lot of people .... And smell them. Some mornings I sit there happily listening to some music and reading the paper, then a few stops later the smelliest man in the world decides to plonk himself down somewhere in my general area. Either on the seat in front or the seat next to me. Now, at first I tried to just hold my breath until I got off the bus, and then I realised if I carried on doing that I would pass out. Since I am in fact british, I cant get up and move away from him as that would be rude and I cant ask him to move away from me because again, this would be rude. So, I came up with a cunning plan. I now carry a bottle of deodrant in my bag, if he sits near me, I sneak it out, spray it a couple of times and give myself a snice floral scent to sniff.

Although the question I pose is this. How do people decide who to sit next to on the bus. I know I make my choice based on my usual seat. I try to pick the seats I would normally choose were I to be in that seat alone. If someone else is there I will sit in the empty space. Although it doesn't always work like that, sometimes I take the first available seat, or I will stand if there no free seats. Still, I would like to know how people select a person to sit with on the bus. Is it random or is there a lot of though put into it? Hmmm its a mystery.

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