People who make you lol on public transport

When chavs are so numerous and know the bus driver is scared of them start to smoke weed on the bus, happens at least once a month.
 
I saw once a guy doing his 90 or whatever amount of hail mary;s on the train, some sort of task he has to do i think, within Catholicism. He got on the central line and did everyone on the carriage, then got off at the next stop and carried on with the people in the next carriage.

There used to be this one guy that i saw on the central line that used to talk to himself realy badly. It was kind of funny to watch as other passengers would always try to answer him and think he was talking to them.
 
Clearly, none of you have heard the story of the Burnley Anorak woman. Without fail, everytime she was spotted, this receeding old lady would be in a wide brimmed straw hat, massive sunshades, and a grubby teal anorak with wellies on her feet. All very well and good when it was ****ing down, but when you're sat on a bus sweltering in just your school shirt or t-shirt in the height of summer, it really was bizarre. She also talked to herself.

In my 7 years of being on the buses for school and college, never once did she wear anything other than the above. She is one of many Burnley legends, and I've seen her once or twice doen the town centre since.
 
In bristol we have a 'legend' in that respect, those from Bristol may know him;

Description;

- A black fella maybe around 30-35
- Wears VERY odd costumes at random times of the day
- ALWAYS has roller blades on his feet
- Is usually found on the A38, just past the M5 junction which heads into Almondsbury/Alveston areas on the path, either side of the road

He has been there for years, would be funny if someone else from this board has seen him before, it's all very bizarre :)
 
Had a social work contract for a behavioural school couple of years ago picked up two teenage lads who spent the entire blessedly short journey fapping in the back of my taxi

Needless to say it went straight in for a valet after that hire

Right hold on,

Two lads in the back of your taxi, having a j arthur? Didn't you tell them to stop? :confused::confused:

:eek:
 
Some American bible basher started reading scriptures to me and the wife in Miami. America is full of nutters though.
 
I was on the London underground, minding my own business, when the guy opposite me starts making eye contact with me. He clearly wanted to spar, and I took that as a challenge, stood up, and did my crane stance, ready to fight him then and there. Suddenly, however, the train went around a corner causing me to lose my footing (balance is still something I'm working on) and I fell to the ground.

Unperturbed, I rose to my feet and went back into my fighting stance as quickly as I could, but alas, my rival still wasn't ready to face me before the train went around another turn, causing me to lose balance again. This happened a few more times before I realised that he was beating me without even lifting a finger.

I must admit I lost my cool and anger welled-up inside me. I decided to leave, defeated, humiliated, my most troublesome battle yet. He taught me a valuable lesson though, that I must learn balance, both physically and emotionally, before I'm ready to challenge someone as skilled as he is. I will train every day on the underground until I'm ready to challenge such a master again, I may fall, but I will always rise, I will be calm like the winds.

I look forward to our next battle, master.
 
It's a bit sick but I used to monitor the homeless who used to walk up and down the trains, taking particular interest in the effects of the seasons on them. One of them was a youngish lad who looked quite healthy when he first appeared at the end of one summer and over the next few months his health started deteriorating, got a bad (genuine looking) limp and some kind of injury to his arm, hair went all skanky, started losing weight and looking quite ill and then disappeared when it got really cold. I'm guessing he probably didn't make it and died out on the streets, poor fella. It's a different world out there for them.
 
One afternoon on a train, some elderly random was giving my mate the eye, staring at him laser eyes for what seemed like over 10 minutes. Mate whipped his phone out, took a picture of the random guy then tweeted it to his Twitter. Eyes were then averted :-)
 
i really hate it when you are on public transport and some weird guy/girl keeps on looking at you..

i should add being asian with a beard probably doesnt help!
 
Saw a little kid once, probably about 5 years old, was with his mum. Tube was fairly empty but there was this one obese guy sitting there. But he was one of the big fellas who wasn't just carrying the weight, but carried it with the height as well.

Anyway, so the kids yapping away to his mum, then spots this fella and says to his mum so the who carriage could hear "Mummy look at the big man, he's huge!". The mothers face was so red with embarrassment you just couldn't help but smirk at the situation. Here's some kid obviously lacking in social skills at that age and there's nothing the mum can do without drawing more attention to the situation.
 
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