The guy on my left, some East European (why is it that most of the people who talk into mobile phones on buses nowadays are East European?) had his right foot on the seat. The guy to his left is sipping a Tennents Extra, the alcoholic’s beverage of choice, at 11a.m., is sitting on the middle seat yet felt the need to put his right foot up onto the seat.
Now, maybe I should get a life, or maybe I should just break some legs? Did mothers stop giving a shit? Did people stop giving a shit? What happened to civility and manners? (Like this blog, which contains no foul language for example!)
And yes, to the far left, a guy had both feet up on the seat, but at least his trainers were box-fresh and given the rest of his apparel, he probably took great pains to lick the soles of his shoes every time he took a step to maintain his impeccable image. Shortly before stealing a mobile phone from some poor unsuspecting person trying to stop bailiffs from entering their child’s home. (This guy was juggling three, with varying degrees of success).
You might the most interesting people in a Honda, but you meet some seriously interesting people at the back of a bus.
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