I was talking to some people about general mass transit annoyances after arriving via bus then metro at rush hour to a happy hour where people are always glad to complain about anything you offer up. My problem was that a man was standing right next to the door of the metro with a backpack on the size of one of those Easter Island guys. He didn't take it off to create room for other passengers, he just kept turning around to see how many of us he could take out at once. Then when that got old for him, he leaned up against the pole. This is one of my biggest mass transit peeeeeeves. You can't take up the whole pole. I can't reach the ones above the seats without swinging from my tip toes, so I rely on the floor to ceiling ones. So here's what I like to do (and I really relished it this time). I will grab the pole and wedge my fingers under your back (or side, in this case). It usually works.
The conversation of course turned to annoying public trans cell phone talkers. B said she'd like to melt their phones with her eyes (see her blog, Vive La France, now linked here!), and J said she actually told someone when they hung up that she was really happy to have heard about what she's having for dinner. I thought that was ballsy (until I heard her at B's show last night, and now I see how ballsy she really is). Another said she'd like to just grab the phone and hang it up. I like the straightforwardness of that approach.
We all consented that there are a few calls that are allowed, such as a quick "I'll be there in 10 minutes" or "I'll call you right back." But then there is the species who gets on the bus and begins dialling everyone in her book, just to catch up. The bus is NOT a good place to catch up on your phone calls. I suggested that the next time one of those sits next to me (which is surprisingly often), I would elbow her and say, "Oh my God! Tell her about that time when we were on the bus and you were annoying everyone!"
What do you do or fantasize about doing to the transit talkers? Please share.
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Welcome back Heather! VOTE OBAMA!!!
I am sorry to say Heather that I have never taken mass transit anywhere although just for fun when it first opened I took the girls and rode on our lame metro rail but only because it was free :)
When we were coming back from Italy, on the third leg of the trip (so we were exhausted), and a man directly behind me on the plane is chatting away on his cell phone. Everone is seated and ready for takeoff and captive to his conversation. After about five minutes of seething I signal the flight attendant and say, all kindergarten-like, "Ma'am, this man behind me is on his cell phone." She tells him sternly, "Sir! That's why we're not moving!" So I smugly say, "Rude!" and go to sleep. He didn't even kick my chair, which was cool of him.
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