Tag bus travel

#howrude

Vonita 16 Comments


I wondered if I should get on the bus that already had a few standing passengers, and not knowing how long until the next one arrived I decided to take the chance, and now I have the first world problem in that someone decided to stand in my tiny little corner of bus space, and now my feet have nowhere to go except through the legs of another man, his legs are touching mine, I can smell his smelly spare shoes in his hand and his back keeps on touching my face, and I am like, really

NOOOOO!!!!! 

(My feet were there first! In my space)

Not Enough Space!

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I moved my feet out the way so that they won’t be stepped on, all that happened is that someone stepped in my spot, and my feet then had nowhere to go!

#bustravel

Public Transport

Vonita 3 Comments

On the bus and not alone all the seats are taken except one beside me until someone takes a seat and larger than me and the size of the seat and arms side by side touching skin upon skin naked flesh and I can feel a layer of perspiration form between where our arms are joined and I am like please

No!

A Gentleman

Vonita 4 Comments

image.jpegI climbed onto the bus, hoping to score at least one seat for myself, because I was alone and only need one. But all the seats were going fast, filling up in front of me, and they were all men for some strange reason. And all the men took a seat, and I arrived at the back after the very last seat was taken. So I placed my bag on the floor in front of me, and prepared myself to stand. A long journey home. And then kindly, a man stood up and offered me his seat, insisting even after he saw my hesitation. And after hearing how TrumpFace would be groping women because he can, I smiled and said thanks. In a world of equality on one hand and objectification on the other, it is still old-fashioned lovely to be offered a seat by a random gentleman on a bus.