People who make you lol on public transport

TehBluebear said:
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.
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Is that the Irish woman who wanders around having a loud argument with herself ? :)
 
Once, on the train home, the man opposite me picked a scab off his forehead, inspected it and then ate it. It was disgusting. He wasn't a trampy drunk either, he was respectable looking business man.
 
About a quarter of my life a year is spent on either the Jubilee Line, or the Bakerloo line. The first thing I would mention is... I have lived in London all my life, explored nooks and crannys that no one else would ever find. But there is something special that happens on the Underground in the months of probably July and August. The woman of London seem to forget bras, they also smile a lot more. But I am more interested in the lack of Bra's.
 
trigger-happy said:
I was on the London underground jubilee service, west bound. Everyone was sitting down, the tube is going through a lot of turns in the tunnel, dude opposite me gave eye contact to me and then stood up, I nearly **** myself, he walked to the middle of the carriage and decided to stand on one foot, he fell down everyone was looking at him and then got back up, gave me eye contact again and decided to stand on one foot again and fell down again, this happened about 3 times. He then gave me eye contact with rage face again and then got off to the next stop. I continued playing on my Nintendo 3ds.
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LOL WUT??!?!?!
 
TommyV said:
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 :)
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Seen that guy a couple of times. Very strange.
 
I've had to deal with chavs playing rubbish music through their phones. Most of them are half decent and if asked will turn it off though.

If they don't I always make a big point of going and sitting next to them and playing bleed by meshuggah full blast cupping my hand around the speaker to make it louder while staring at them. It's still yet to fail but I'm pretty sure one of these days I do it I'm going to get hit in the face.
 
Xinn said:
I get infuriated by the fools who try pushing on at a busy stop before people have even gotten off.

I like being the first person to get off and just stand right in front of the fool trying to barge on and just glare at him till they realise what a douch they are being with the occasional torrent of abuse depending on what other annoying people I've had to share the journey with.
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yea the same happwns here, especially with school kids. though just block there way.
 
RollerBall said:
If they don't I always make a big point of going and sitting next to them and playing bleed by meshuggah full blast cupping my hand around the speaker to make it louder while staring at them. It's still yet to fail but I'm pretty sure one of these days I do it I'm going to get hit in the face.
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Angel of Death or pretty much anything by Lamb of God has the same affect
 
Had an epic moment at Bank when the (Central Line) train before mine was pulled from service during peak hour, so when the train arrived at the platform it was shoulder-to-shoulder throughout. The doors opened, and there I stood, defiant to the wave of idiots trying to push onto the train. So I pushed forward, and after a few seconds of stalemate, the crowd finally parted to allow myself and fellow I-want-to-get-off-this-god-forsaken-train-passengers through.

I tell you what, at first I felt like Gandalf ("you shall not pass"), then I felt like Moses.
 
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