What's Your Least Favourite Type of Bus Passenger

[Anatharon]

Originally Posted by Cobra_Ikari

*shrugs*...I like to think I'm a pretty nice person, but apparently, in high school, I was "that weird kid". I even had a girl come up to me one day and ask me not to kill her when I shot up the school. I'd never do such a thing. v.v

Ah, well. =\

Hey, at least that was "one day."

I'm told that I look like a "Russian terrorist ****er". Nothing like that to boost the ol' ego.

[Pocketa]

Originally Posted by Cobra_Ikari

Pocketa, you just come off really...well, arrogant female teenager. Which I'm sure lots of people here got pretty sick of in high school. Hell, if I didn't know better, I'd think you were my little sister (which is probably why I find you amusing more than annoying >.>).

My friend and I used to sing along to metal songs on the bus when kids like you were singing pop songs in the back of the bus. I think it just solidified everyone thinking we were crazy. =P

Most people don't at my school. Most people are exactly like me. So it's fine. And people on my bus are either totally like me and I know everyone on the bus, or total creepy strangers when I get on at 8:45pm when the creepers go back to my area on my bus and no other bus runs.

Originally Posted by Cobra_Ikari

*shrugs*...I like to think I'm a pretty nice person, but apparently, in high school, I was "that weird kid". I even had a girl come up to me one day and ask me not to kill her when I shot up the school. I'd never do such a thing. v.v

Ah, well. =\

That happened to me on the one day I wore a trench coat. And then everyone told that person not to be silly because I have poor depth perception. Actually, because I'm an advocate against violence at my school, but for self defense (hence steeltoe-modified knee-high lace-up leather-boots)

Originally Posted by Don Julio Anejo

So, uhm, you did say you have friends, right?

The thing is, unless you live in Detroit, not everyone is out to get you. In fact, they probably don't even care about you (sorry to break your bubble but it's true). If you do live in Detroit, a little thing like you ignoring someone won't stop them from whatever it is they want to do.

Also, you'd be hard pressed to find a pervert if you approached every creepy older guy in a trenchcoat that has a windowless van. Even if they have an axe, a chainsaw and a whole binful of rope. Chances are they will tell you to go away unless you want them to fix your house.

I do have friends, because their families know my family from college, and then they have families they know, etc. And SF/Berkeley is a really scary area, especially at night, when I get home after I finish volunteering with disadvantaged youth that the disciplinary system at my school wants to suspend instead of give a chance to repair any harm caused. Which is around 8 or 9pm.

Originally Posted by zeratul

Id settle for pissing them off and drowning out their music .

Or educate them about better music? Not all pop is bad, just as not all metal is either. The Exies FTW, if they count. And DK, but that's not metal.

Originally Posted by Mr. Mud

@Pocketa: It seems that you're forgetting that 99.999...% of the Internet is a "stranger" to you. Including all of us. We could be those people who you're avoiding. We could be your family members. You don't know *. And not everyone is out to getcha, ya know .

*The internet: Where men are men, women are women, and little girls are FBI agents.

Well dur, it's GitP. But the power of Anon is not to be messed with at all. 4chan is only one of many scary places on the Interwebs. And I don't even want to get into which Playgrounders I know IRL.

[Anuan]

Originally Posted by zeratul

Apparently some kid brought me up in a school discussion once in a class talking about how he was afraid I was going to come in and kill everyone. I like that people have this opinion of me, makes people less likely to mess with you.

This is complete and utter trash, in my experience.
Having had this description uttered about me since about fourth grade, I've usually had to deal with people pushing me constantly to see how far it takes before I'll snap, or pick fights with me to see what happens. You break somebody's collarbone, and people two weeks later are still pushing you. It's stuff like this for many years that brings you to the point where you really feel you could stare into somebody's eyes as you killed them and feel no remorse.

I'm pretty glad I got the **** out of there. Having feelings is nice occasionally.

[Pocketa]

Originally Posted by Anuan

This is complete and utter trash, in my experience.
Having had this description uttered about me since about fourth grade, I've usually had to deal with people pushing me constantly to see how far it takes before I'll snap, or pick fights with me to see what happens. You break somebody's collarbone, and people two weeks later are still pushing you.

This. Right here. Proof of why children are cruel. That's all anyone said to me until I won Homecoming which apparently=acceptance, but apparently being nice, and quiet, and smart doesn't account for anything in grade school. Ammiright?

[Mr. Mud]

Originally Posted by Pocketa

Well dur, it's GitP. But the power of Anon is not to be messed with at all. 4chan is only one of many scary places on the Interwebs. And I don't even want to get into which Playgrounders I know IRL.

So you don't associate yourself with strangers in real life, but you don't have any objections to giving away personal information to millions of internet users ? (I'm referring to your post where you mentioned that you lived in the SF/Berkeley area.)

[zeratul]

Originally Posted by Anuan

This is complete and utter trash, in my experience.
Having had this description uttered about me since about fourth grade, I've usually had to deal with people pushing me constantly to see how far it takes before I'll snap, or pick fights with me to see what happens. You break somebody's collarbone, and people two weeks later are still pushing you. It's stuff like this for many years that brings you to the point where you really feel you could stare into somebody's eyes as you killed them and feel no remorse.

I'm pretty glad I got the **** out of there. Having feelings is nice occasionally.

Suppose it varies person to person, it's working okay for me. People stopped messing with me after 8th grade when i turned metal and started wearing my trench coat frequently, also apparently I always look angry which is odd but probably adds to the overall effect. I'm pretty nice to people when they actually talk to me, the assumptions just happen to make people wary of me which is useful.

[Pocketa]

Originally Posted by zeratul

Suppose it varies person to person, it's working okay for me. People stopped messing with me after 8th grade when i turned metal and started wearing my trench coat frequently, also apparently I always look angry which is odd but probably adds to the overall effect. I'm pretty nice to people when they actually talk to me, the assumptions just happen to make people wary of me which is useful.

Location: Location: Location, ammiright?
And also, it's easily googlable where I life.

[Don Julio Anejo]

Originally Posted by Anuan

This is complete and utter trash, in my experience.
Having had this description uttered about me since about fourth grade, I've usually had to deal with people pushing me constantly to see how far it takes before I'll snap, or pick fights with me to see what happens. You break somebody's collarbone, and people two weeks later are still pushing you.

Point: don't let it get to where you snap. That's kinda the whole fun for people who do it. Pick on them before they get a chance to pick on you. E.g. guy who usually bullies you comes up near you..

"Hey, why did you push me???" (say it really angry)
"What, no... I didn't push you.. Are you high?"
"Dude, you push me again, I'm gonna *expletive* your face."

Won't make people think you're any more violent than now but now you won't be an easy target.

[Mr. Mud]

Originally Posted by Pocketa

And also, it's easily googlable where I life.

Well, is now .

[Pocketa]

Originally Posted by Mr. Mud

Well, is now .

It was before. My skype is listed, my address is connected to that, as are other usernames, leading to anything on the Internet about me. I'm not secretive seeing as I have nothing to hide. And no credit cards.

[Mr. Mud]

Originally Posted by Pocketa

It was before. My skype is listed, my address is connected to that, as are other usernames, leading to anything on the Internet about me. I'm not secretive seeing as I have nothing to hide. And no credit cards.

Nothing to hide then? Let me see what I can dig up. And don't worry, I won't post the results. I'll blog PM them.

[Pocketa]

Originally Posted by Mr. Mud

Nothing to hide then? Let me see what I can dig up. And don't worry, I won't post the results. I'll blog PM them.

Whatev's, I guess? No offense, it's an idle pursuit with little gain.

[Mr. Mud]

Originally Posted by Pocketa

Whatev's, I guess? No offense, it's an idle pursuit with little gain.

As is everything. Come on, we just went over this .

[Don Julio Anejo]

Aren't you afraid one of us might be a creep from SF/Bay Area?

[Pocketa]

Originally Posted by Mr. Mud

As is everything. Come on, we just went over this .

It wasn't much.

[Silverraptor]

Another type of passanger today.

A women was reading a love novel. She was crying loadly and had a tissue in her hand to wipe her eyes. Why on earth would she be reading a sad depressing love novel at 6' o clock in the morning?!

[Lord Zordrath]

I recently came across a group of 14 year-olds on the bus. Everything they would talk about was how thoroughly they had beaten some classmate of theirs up a few days ago, describing in detail how they 'totally owned that fatass, yo' and how funny the entire experience was, especially when 'that idiot bawled like a toddler, dude'... disgusting.

Another passenger type that annoys the hell out of me are people who think they are entitled to my seat. Yes, I know it's polite to give your seat to elderly women, and I usually do, but I absolutely hate it when someone comes at me and starts ranting at me what a horrible person I am for not immediately giving up my seat as soon as I spot anyone female or anyone over forty (Nothing like someone insulting you for not being polite ). Especially when I had a surgical operation on my knees recently and damn well have my reasons not to eagerly jump off my seat

[Hell Puppi]

1- Creepy guy who will not stop talking to me. I wish I could be mean enough to people to make them get a clue, sometimes.

2- Guy with a hammer sitting at the bus stop. What the heck, man?

[zeratul]

Originally Posted by Hell Puppi

2- Guy with a hammer sitting at the bus stop. What the heck, man?

Perhapse it was captain hammer's mild mannered alter ego?

[Cobra_Ikari]

Originally Posted by Hell Puppi

1- Creepy guy who will not stop talking to me. I wish I could be mean enough to people to make them get a clue, sometimes.

2- Guy with a hammer sitting at the bus stop. What the heck, man?

*huggles, does not stop talking to*

I had 2 as a teacher. Or, a scary, evil guy who collected hammers on his windowsill, at least. But he got fired for leaving a kid passed out on the track.

[Hell Puppi]

Originally Posted by Cobra_Ikari

*huggles, does not stop talking to*

I had 2 as a teacher. Or, a scary, evil guy who collected hammers on his windowsill, at least. But he got fired for leaving a kid passed out on the track.

Hehe I really don't mind having a conversation with most people and I realize many people don't even know that they're being creepy, but really if you've only known someone for a 5 minute bus-ride you should not be complimenting on very specific parts of their anatomy, or telling them how you wish you could blood splatter your Converse so they could match Kurt Cobain's.

Guy with a hammer probably wouldn't have made the list if he hadn't also been shirtless and mumbling at the time. The best part was another random stranger decided to place himself between me and Mr. Hammer until the bus came. It was kind of adorable.

[Cobra_Ikari]

Originally Posted by Hell Puppi

Hehe I really don't mind having a conversation with most people and I realize many people don't even know that they're being creepy, but really if you've only known someone for a 5 minute bus-ride you should not be complimenting on very specific parts of their anatomy, or telling them how you wish you could blood splatter your Converse so they could match Kurt Cobain's.

Guy with a hammer probably wouldn't have made the list if he hadn't also been shirtless and mumbling at the time. The best part was another random stranger decided to place himself between me and Mr. Hammer until the bus came. It was kind of adorable.

Oh, Puppi, I find your pinky finger quite adorable. =P

Aww. How sweet. =3

[Kneenibble]

I usually shrink and shiver in disdain whereever thuggy machismo gangsta ape types with jeans that start at their knees and tilted baseball hats and the propensity to take a look in the eyes as an insult to their mother/penis exist...

Except this one time, there was a violent retard who'd clearly skipped his meds shouting the f-bomb at the top of his lungs, even at the mother with her 6-year old daughter who ran past him in fear to get off, and punching the wall over and over. Nobody was doing anything, not even the bus driver, certainly not this scrawny ineffectual queer. ...that is, until said beta-males got up, put him in a headlock, and quite literally threw his scummy ass into the street.

I shrink and shiver less since that night. But I still hate their crappy music they play too loud on their mp3 players. I also avoid the bus like a creepy ex. The circus lasts longer and is probably cheaper and safer.

[Lioness]

I really really really dislike most high school students on buses. I am one, but the vast majority are rude, obnoxious, loud, and, when you ask them to move down the bus, look at you like you just asked them to jump out of the window.

'Oh, but my friends are here'

Great. I get that. I like to stand/sit with my friends too. But the least you could do is take your bag off and squish against the side so the rest of the bus can keep moving.

I can't wait until I'm out of high school and therefore can legitimately whine about them without people automatically assuming I'm as bad as them.

[Mary Leathert]

The Loud Drunk Mostly because the whole buss can hear them, they speak constantly and most annoyingly, they don't make any sense.

The Crying Kid Oh god take the noise away, please. This is annoying everywhere, but in bus I caanot escape it.

[SurlySeraph]

Originally Posted by Anuan

This is complete and utter trash, in my experience.
Having had this description uttered about me since about fourth grade, I've usually had to deal with people pushing me constantly to see how far it takes before I'll snap, or pick fights with me to see what happens. You break somebody's collarbone, and people two weeks later are still pushing you. It's stuff like this for many years that brings you to the point where you really feel you could stare into somebody's eyes as you killed them and feel no remorse.

I'm pretty glad I got the **** out of there. Having feelings is nice occasionally.

Hm. My school experience was rather different, in that after I started getting twitchy and aggressive people stopped messing with me. After I tackled an beat on one kid who'd insulted me more than enough times, I barely got insulted again for the next five years.

Originally Posted by Silverraptor

Another type of passanger today.

A women was reading a love novel. She was crying loadly and had a tissue in her hand to wipe her eyes. Why on earth would she be reading a sad depressing love novel at 6' o clock in the morning?!

Just broke up with someone, maybe?

[Silverraptor]

Originally Posted by SurlySeraph

Just broke up with someone, maybe?

No... It was definately because she was reading the story because she was smiling... and crying at the same time.



New passager: The angry homeless guy who sneaks on and gets mad at anyone for no reason. He yells at the top of his voice at anyone, cussing at them right in there face (Right in ther face. Inches.), even if they're scared 6-year-old children. After 4 stops with this guys, all the kids were crying and everyone was wishing they had daggers in there hands so they can stop this guy the way we'd have preferred.