A Spot of Bother
My prayer today went like this:
Dear Lord, forgive me for I have miscommunicated. When I posted
yesterday’s entry, I didn’t sincerely mean I want to have another bad
incident inside the bus. It was a sarcasm.
I’m not having much luck with bus rides lately. Yesterday I was put
in an awkward situation, but that’s trifling compared to what happened
today, which was just plain annoying.
Today’s bus was quite unlike yesterday’s. Each column of this one
had two different chairs (there were two chairs on the left and on the
right). They were comfortably spaced and had adequate leg rooms between
different columns of seats. Things looked good, so I thought today’s
journey was going to be smooth. I was yet again proven wrong.
A person skinnier and smaller than I am took the next seat. As the
bus moved, I started to notice that this guy was taking too much space.
His legs were spread so wide that his knees would push mine aside, and
he leaned considerably on my seat. Whenever I tried to nudge him back
to his own space, he’d push me so he could be back to where he was.
When I inched away from him, he’d take another mile. It’s like he’s
totally gay for me. I couldn’t even tell him to stop taking my space,
because he had an earphone. To avoid body contacts with this annoying
prick, I ended up being cramped way into the corner (as I was at the
window seat).
What the hell is his problem? This wasn’t even like a bus whose
seats weren’t clearly divided: as each columns had TWO chairs. I
thought it should be pretty obvious how much space an individual should
be occupying. Was he dense or what? If he was as big as Shaq I would
understand, but he’s not taller than me, so he definitely didn’t need
to take 30% of my space! Did he think that he was a king or something?
He’s just plain irritating and obnoxious!
Damn, I’m so ticked off!
