Catffodtim's saga titled "A Crap Journey To Work" has reminded me of an experience I had some time ago on a bus. It's a question of etiquette really.
On a sunny spring day las year, I was taking a short bus trip from a local Festival/Fair back to a friends apartment. The bus was crowded, hot and smelt like a gym bag. I was dozing on one of the seats towards the front of the bus. This particular bus had my seat configured to face the one across from it.
There was a gentleman in his late twenties sitting across from me. I didn't pay much attention at first as I was trying to catch as quick nap before my stop. However, something caught my eye as he shifted. He was wearing shorts... short shorts.. and his.. er, mouse was poking out of his house. Actually, to my horror, it was more than just his mouse.. rather his entire set of hairy, swollen, shiny, sweaty jumblies had poked out and settled on the bus seat!
I think I just threw up in my mouth a little... I did my best to ignore it, but, something like this is like a bus crash... you just can't take your eyes off it... what do you do in such a situation... the horror of it all... the horror...
Originally posted by Hand of HecateCarry a small amount of finely chopped dried chillies.
Catffodtim's saga titled "A Crap Journey To Work" has reminded me of an experience I had some time ago on a bus. It's a question of etiquette really.
On a sunny spring day las year, I was taking a short bus trip from a local Festival/Fair back to a friends apartment. The bus was crowded, hot and smelt like a gym bag. I was dozing on one of the s ...[text shortened]... eyes off it... what do you do in such a situation... the horror of it all... the horror...
Apply surreptitiously - (not always so easy, but a straight forward powdering is usually frowned on socially) - lightly dusting the offending item(s)
Use sparingly.
Keep away from any exit routes that may be used.
Originally posted by Hand of HecateReminds me of a yoga class I attended in Harare. Personnel consisted mostly of wrinkled old dears plus myself and Salim, a short pot-bellied man with an aversion to underwear who thoroughly enjoyed letting it all hang out in the shoulderstand asana.
I think I just threw up in my mouth a little... I did my best to ignore it, but, something like this is like a bus crash... you just can't take your eyes off it... what do you do in such a situation... the horror of it all... the horror...
Originally posted by orangutantoo subtle ... carry a large mallet ...
Carry a small amount of finely chopped dried chillies.
Apply surreptitiously - (not always so easy, but a straight forward powdering is usually frowned on socially) - lightly dusting the offending item(s)
Use sparingly.
Keep away from any exit routes that may be used.
Originally posted by Hand of Hecatethat was your cue to say: "Hi."
Catffodtim's saga titled "A Crap Journey To Work" has reminded me of an experience I had some time ago on a bus. It's a question of etiquette really.
On a sunny spring day las year, I was taking a short bus trip from a local Festival/Fair back to a friends apartment. The bus was crowded, hot and smelt like a gym bag. I was dozing on one of the s ...[text shortened]... eyes off it... what do you do in such a situation... the horror of it all... the horror...
Originally posted by Hand of Hecateno bus rides and dog walking for you..!!😉
Catffodtim's saga titled "A Crap Journey To Work" has reminded me of an experience I had some time ago on a bus. It's a question of etiquette really.
On a sunny spring day las year, I was taking a short bus trip from a local Festival/Fair back to a friends apartment. The bus was crowded, hot and smelt like a gym bag. I was dozing on one of the s ...[text shortened]... eyes off it... what do you do in such a situation... the horror of it all... the horror...
