I hate public transit. This is not a secret for those that are close to me. And even those that are not. I signed up for a one year employee sponsored bus pass that started in September. I realize there are many benefits to taking the bus to work. The two major ones being for the environment and for my pocket book. Some would even say that it's also less stressful not having to drive. That is not the case for me. Instead it makes me angry and makes me feel like I hate all people.
Last week was a particularly bad bus rage week. On Thursday morning I was on my way to work. I had my usual morning play list going on my iPod in an attempt to drown out all auditory senses that I was actually on the bus. I noticed a man get on with four pieces of toast. I didn't think anything of this.
The ride to work was uneventful. My stop came up and a large portion of the riders got up to exit the bus. The man with the toast was in front of me and stepped off the bus. I followed and midway through my step between the bus and sidewalk, the toast man stopped and turned around...toast in hand. Toast with raspberry jam.
Luckily I was able to put squeeze past him and avoid smearing raspberry jam all over my white wool jacket. But not before I shook my head and said aloud "Oh for fuck's sake!" Instead of saving the environment and saving myself a few dollars, the public transit option has made me into this people-hating crazy person that swears at people.
Oh, and yes, I am also susceptible to motion sickness on the bus. Great, I've become a crazy, cursing, people-hating, barfing woman. I'm not cut out to be a bus rider.