You People

[Claire]

Originally Posted by BarTopDancer

You people. Ya. YOU PEOPLE!

You know who you are. The ones who don't flush the toilet, or make sure everything goes down. What are you?! 4? Are you afraid the toilet monster is going to jump out and swallow you whole?

I have this same rant.....except the person responsible IS 4 and she's quite afraid of the very real toilet monster and since she's so damn cute, I'm sure he would swallow her whole. Sometimes I like to nibble on her cheeks (facial, although her butt cheeks are the sweetest damn things you ever did see), she's so flipping precious. Chloe is a dollbaby. I think I'll go kiss her sweaty forehead right now.

You know who I don't appreciate? People who don't take care of their kids. Come on, people. WASH your children. Clean their Kool-Aid stained faces, and brush their rotten ass teeth. Wash their dogcrap smeared clothing (oh, that's NOT dogcrap? Um, suuuure smells like it!!!!!!). Buy them new shoes. And while you're at it, run a comb through their hair once a month or so. God, I hope to never go to a McDonald's ever again....I just ran in to use the bathroom today. Never again. Barf. I hate people.

But oh my GOD, do I love my children. They are gorgeous....they just are....and good and kindhearted and gorgeous and bathed regularly and loved and cuddled and clean and good. Maybe I'll go kiss them all.

[Eliza Hodgkins 1812]

Originally Posted by Claire

You know who I don't appreciate? People who don't take care of their kids. Come on, people. WASH your children. Clean their Kool-Aid stained faces, and brush their rotten ass teeth. Wash their dogcrap smeared clothing (oh, that's NOT dogcrap? Um, suuuure smells like it!!!!!!). Buy them new shoes. And while you're at it, run a comb through their hair once a month or so. God, I hope to never go to a McDonald's ever again....I just ran in to use the bathroom today. Never again. Barf. I hate people.

This probably makes me more sad than angry.

Okay, a good mixture of both, actually.

You're a great mom, Claire.

[mousepod]

Nice post. Here's a suggestion, though. Why don't you just take the aisle seat on the bus? Then when a stranger wants the window seat you can just stand up and let him or her pass. You could stand up again when he or she wants to get off. They will never be exposed to your crotch and you get to make the choice whether you're interested in a close encounter with their privates or not. It's a win-win, plus you get all that good standing and sitting exercise that you miss when you skip church (for Sunday brunch).

[Eliza Hodgkins 1812]

Originally Posted by mousepod

Nice post. Here's a suggestion, though. Why don't you just take the aisle seat on the bus? Then when a stranger wants the window seat you can just stand up and let him or her pass. You could stand up again when he or she wants to get off. They will never be exposed to your crotch and you get to make the choice whether you're interested in a close encounter with their privates or not. It's a win-win, plus you get all that good standing and sitting exercise that you miss when you skip church (for Sunday brunch).

I'll probably start taking aisle seats more often. Though I sometimes assume people who take the aisle seat are seat hogs, like they're doing it so you'll be less inclined to ask to sit next to them. Usually, if someone is in an aisle seat, you have to actually say, "Do you mind if I sit there?" I don't want people to feel inconvenienced. And when I see someone seated in an aisle seat, and I want to sit next to them, my first thought is usually, "Why couldn't they just take the window seat?! That way I could just plop down beside them and not have to bother them."

Also, I'm on the bus almost 1.5 hours every day, and sometimes the window seat offers you the option of sprawling out until someone needs to sit next to you, or there's the corner created between the wall and the seat that sometimes offers more comfort than the right angled seat. So, it's not just out of an intended politeness that I take the window seat. It is often the more comfortable option for longer rides.

Mostly I just don't see why it has to be an issue. The more polite thing to do is to stand up to let someone in or to let someone out. It also bothers me when the bus is super crowded and you try to make an exit out the backdoor but it's wall to wall people. And instead of these people simply stepping outside of the bus to let you off, they often expect you to sardine crawl through them and push your way out, like a nightmare birth.

Are they afraid the bus will zoom off and leave them behind? What fraidy cats!

[Tref]

Originally Posted by Eliza Hodgkins 1812

Sure, you’re legs aren’t in the way, but this is a tight fit, and I still have to press into your flesh with my a$$ or vagina as I pass. And these are two areas of my body I only want certain people touching, and NONE of these select few have EVER been YOU people.

Here, here! I agree. Hands off my 'gina!

[CoasterMatt]

Some people's kids... you give 'em a coloring book, they eat the crayons.

[Tref]

Originally Posted by CoasterMatt

Some people's kids... you give 'em a coloring book, they eat the crayons.

What is wrong with eating crayons? How else would we know what raw umber tastes like?

Be that as it may, it will be a sad day on LoT when Eliza stops riding public transportation.

[mousepod]

I hear ya. It reminds me of the years when I lived in NYC. I always took the subway (much faster than traveling overground). During rush hour it was almost impossible to get off a train because so many greedy commuters on the platform would shove their sorry butts into the already packed car the moment the doors opened.

Ah, memories.

[Eliza Hodgkins 1812]

Originally Posted by mousepod

I hear ya. It reminds me of the years when I lived in NYC. I always took the subway (much faster than traveling overground). During rush hour it was almost impossible to get off a train because so many greedy commuters on the platform would shove their sorry butts into the already packed car the moment the doors opened.

Ah, memories.

Ah yes. After 4 years of living in NYC, we probably share some of the same memories. Though, after a bad ankle brake, I had to ride the busses there, as well. They smelled better in New York.

[CoasterMatt]

cattle prods make subway commute so much fun