**Rated: PG-13I started riding the bus when I moved to Seattle to commute to work as it’s much cheaper than driving. It’s provided many interesting experiences to say the least. Although I get frustrated at times riding the bus in all truthfulness I do prefer to ride the bus as it’s economical , and it is nice to be able to just relax and not have to navigate in traffic.
The problem arises in that I'm someone that has a major germ phobia. Let’s just say I carry hand sanitizer with me. I’m the one on the bus that doesn’t hold the rails with my hands unless I absolutely have to. I use my coat sleeves instead. If I must use the railing, you’ll be seeing me get out my hand sanitizer. I never knew this about myself, but I have certain unspoken rules about riding the bus.
For example:
1. If there are free seats, do not sit next to me.
2. If you have a particular foul odor that emanates from oneself, please try to find seating elsewhere.
3. If you sit next to me, please be courteous and only take up your ½ of the seat.
4. Do not sit on my lap!
5. Be aware of my personal space.
I guess I assumed most everyone else had these same rules. I’ve quickly discovered that that is not the case. For those unfortunate not to know my rules, many have been known to suffer the wrath of the Aimster-- which is not a good thing! It’s like these out of body reactions that I never would’ve imagined! I become a totally different person. My sister gave me a bar of soap. It’s called ‘Bitch Soap’. She wrote in Bus, so it say ‘Bus Bitch Soap’ which I hate to admit it but pretty much describes me. Not good!
The problem arises in that I'm someone that has a major germ phobia. Let’s just say I carry hand sanitizer with me. I’m the one on the bus that doesn’t hold the rails with my hands unless I absolutely have to. I use my coat sleeves instead. If I must use the railing, you’ll be seeing me get out my hand sanitizer. I never knew this about myself, but I have certain unspoken rules about riding the bus.
For example:
1. If there are free seats, do not sit next to me.
2. If you have a particular foul odor that emanates from oneself, please try to find seating elsewhere.
3. If you sit next to me, please be courteous and only take up your ½ of the seat.
4. Do not sit on my lap!
5. Be aware of my personal space.
I guess I assumed most everyone else had these same rules. I’ve quickly discovered that that is not the case. For those unfortunate not to know my rules, many have been known to suffer the wrath of the Aimster-- which is not a good thing! It’s like these out of body reactions that I never would’ve imagined! I become a totally different person. My sister gave me a bar of soap. It’s called ‘Bitch Soap’. She wrote in Bus, so it say ‘Bus Bitch Soap’ which I hate to admit it but pretty much describes me. Not good!
2 comments:
Hmmmm...Maybe it would help if you carried a sign on a stick with your rules - or even better, have them printed on the front AND back of a shirt! ;-)
Hmmm? Perhaps you've got something there, Matt! I bet there are quite a few others that have the same rules as I. Maybe I could start a business of my own. Have a T-shirt shop at the Metro offices. Or better yet at some of the bus stops.
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