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Bus etiquette, Don’t be a Dick, Be a Dude!

Us on the night bus

Yes, there is a such thing as bus etiquette, it’s one of those unspoken set of “rules” that everyone who uses public transportation knows. Or at least, I thought everyone knew. The more I ride the bus, the more I see that some people still don’t get it. Maybe they are confused, or maybe they are new to this public transport thing and they haven’t caught on to bus etiquette yet, so for those people, I’m going to break it down, everyone else can take this as a helpful reminder.

  • The very first rule of public transportation etiquette is… Let the people who are getting off the bus, get off the bus before you shove your way through them! By pushing your way into the bus the only thing you’re accomplishing is slowing down the flow of people exiting the bus. Plus, it’s just rude!

 

  • If you see someone struggling to exit the bus because they have a giant rolling suitcase, and big bag, or a stroller HELP THEM! Don’t just look at them like they are an asshole because they had to take a big bag on the bus, help them get the damn thing off the bus! Not only is that just the nice thing to do, but it also gets them out of the way quicker so we can we can all be on our way.

 

  • When you go to sit down and you see a bunch of empty seats, don’t take the aisle seat. Sit by the window so someone else can sit next to you.

 

  • If you do sit in the aisle, and someone needs to sit next to you, Move over! Don’t pick up all of your crap, let out a sigh, and then make them sit by the window! NO DAMN IT! You move your ass over! Also, don’t do that weird maneuver where you squish yourself into the seat and make the other person squeeze in to sit by the window, just move over! You should have been sitting by the window in the first place anyway.

 

  • If you are having a conversation on your phone, the rest of us DON’T CARE to hear it! Even though you think everyone is interested in you, we aren’t!  Keep it down! Some people are trying to read damn it!

 

  • Using your phone is not an excuse to ignore someone who is trying to sit by you!

 

  • If you have a big bag, you have to stand, I’m sorry, but that’s how it is. You can’t take your giant bag with you to sit down and block the aisle! Other people will be getting off before you and nobody wants to have to climb a mountain of bags to exit the bus.

 

  • When your in public, please act like it! No one likes it when your in the back of the bus screaming with your friends, or listening to your shitty pop music really loud, and if someone asks you to STFU don’t look at them like THEY are the ones inconveniencing everyone. We all understand you’re having fun, but that doesn’t mean you need to be obnoxious.

 

  • Make sure you know where you’re going BEFORE you get on the bus! There is nothing I hate more then a group of people who have been sitting on the bus for 15 minutes at the train station and then once the bus starts going, they realize they got on the wrong bus, and then we all have to sit at the train station for an extra 15 minutes while they figure out where the hell they are in life!  You’re delaying everyone else by being an idiot! Stop it!

 

  • Do not hit the stop button unless you intend to get off! I know some of you think this is funny to hit the bell every stop, so the driver has to stop at EVERY SINGLE STOP, but it pisses everyone else off, and unlike you, we actually would like to get to our stops at a decent time! Knock it off!

 

  • This should be a no brainier, but for crying out loud, if you intend on using public transportation PLEASE for the love of god practice good hygiene! I’m not talking about those people who need to just put on some deodorant, I understand that, it’s been a long day, it wore off, fine, whatever, those people get a pass. I’m talking about those people who’s clothing smell like a mix of cat piss and BO. The ones who obviously haven’t showered in weeks! Those people who make the entire front of the bus open the windows and then the smell wafts to the back of the bus. Please! Clean yourself! Clean your clothes! And stop letting your cat use your jacket as a litter box!

 

  • And last but not least for the passengers, when someone needs to exit, please move out of the way of the door. I don’t know how many times I have missed my stop because the asshats in front of the door wouldn’t move!

 

Not a bus, but most of these rules also apply to trains.

Now, you would think the bus drivers would have this down by now, you would think they wouldn’t have any faults when it comes to there bus etiquette, but there are a few things about drivers that piss me off.

 

  • First, stop taking 45 minute coffee breaks every time you make it back to the train station! You just drove for 25 minutes! You don’t need a 45 minute brake! We have places to be damn it!

 

  • Fix your damn signs! Half the buses have broken LED screens on the front, and if I flag you down, and you aren’t the right one, don’t get mad at me! Fix your reader screen so we know! Or at least put a big number in the front window so we can see what bus number your driving.

 

  • I know we are all in a hurry to get to our destinations, but PLEASE, Mind the pot holes, and the speed bumps! You’re the only one who has a nice cushioned, shock absorbing seat, the rest of us are sitting on hard, unforgiving plastic, and I know I speak for everyone when I say, I would like to keep my tailbone intact!

 

  • And lastly to all you drivers, IF I CAN’T SMOKE ON YOUR DAMN BUS THAN NEITHER CAN YOU! You’re making all us nicotine junkies crazy back here!! AND I know you can see it, but you’re filling the whole damn bus up with your smoke. STOP IT!!

 

Okay that’s it. Hopefully everyone catches on to bus etiquette, it would make bus and train rides so much more pleasant, and smooth, and then maybe, and I know it’s a long shot, but MAYBE, we can all get to our stops on time, and if you’re having a hard time remembering these simple rules, then just remember this one thing….. Don’t be a DICK, be a DUDE!

Old musings.

I found an old notebook with some writings of mine from middle and high school. It’s quite interesting to read mostly because while other kids my age were worried about school dances, who’s dating who, and what was trendy, I was busy writing about world problems. I have pages about the WTO, and the World Bank. The problems with overpopulation and the coming food and water shortages. Pages on war, and poverty, my theories on a multi-billion dollar debt (I guess back then I couldn’t fathom a multi-trillion dollar debt!)  Lots of topics, I wrote a lot back then.

 

12 year old me, protesting the WTO in Seattle!

Anyway, it’s interesting, and I decided to share some excerpts from time to time just because I feel like it. This is a “poem” I wrote about the paranoia everyone was feeling after 9/11. Here is a little background on this, I remember writing this very clearly, I was 14, sitting in my room looking up at the stars and smoking cigs I stole from my parents, like I  did every night and I saw some flashes over the tree line, I thought maybe it could be lightning and when lightning strikes I always like to count the seconds in between the lightning and thunder to guess how far away the lightning is. Well this particular time there was no thunder, I thought maybe it could be something they were doing over on the Navy base, and then this poem popped in my head.  At the time, like everything else I did, I thought it was crap and I didn’t think about it afterward, but now, ten years later, reading what I wrote is incredibly interesting, I am amazed that I had so much insight to the world around me at that time, it takes most people to go through college and have kids before they start looking at the bigger picture.  Anyway, here it is:

 

War Time Troubles

There is lightning, but no thunder
At times of war you start to wonder,
Have we been hit? As planes fly overhead,
Paranoia starts to set in, you get light headed,
Are you alive? Or are you dead?

Count the seconds hoping to hear thunder crack,
Get to 180, still nothing!
Just another flash! Put on your gas mask,
Duct tape your windows,
Turn on the tv
The news tells you nothing.

Open the door, look up to the sky
It’s turned a deep indigo
You see no stars, the fear bubbles up inside
Seal the door, close your eyes
The news says nothing
You think you are going to die.

Try to call the family and friends,
The phone doesn’t work, your head starts to spin
War isn’t fun anymore, you can’t believe you wanted it long ago
Now it scares you since it hit home

You wish it would stop, but it’s far too late
Your only wish is that all the bad things you’ve done would dissipate,
Into the night air, you wish them away, you try and you try!
Right then you realize …..
You’re out of time.

 

The war in Iraq is over!! Whoop!

War is over

The war IS over!

Old news, I know, it happened a couple days ago, but I didn’t know until yesterday! I’m really shocked by that. You would think the end of the Iraq war would be a major news story. That, there would be parades and celebrations for all of our men and women coming home finally, and they get to be home for Christmas, for the first time in how long?

I for one am really happy about this, not just because I’m a Navy wife, but because this war went on for far too long! Even Years after the mission was accomplished! <remember that GW on the aircraft carrier. haha! What a tool!) Shortly after that my husband, than boyfriend, went to the gulf on an aircraft carrier in support of Operation Iraqi Freedom, or whatever the hell they called that one. He even brought back a video of the jets bombing the hell out of Afghanistan and Iraq! ‘Merica, Fuck YEAH! (if i remember correctly, that song was used in the video) It’s a weird video, they edited some live footage, and all the best “shots” of the mission, put it to a soundtrack and I guess they gave it away as like a… souvenir?! I don’t know, maybe they had to buy it, I didn’t ask, and he didn’t tell me. ;) I also forgot about it until just now. Anyway, I only watched some of it, my dad and my grandpa thought it was the coolest shit they had ever seen! But of course they did, my dad was a Marine, my Grandpa, career Air Force, he’s a Korean, and Vietnam war vet, Fancy pants! He even has a “bayonet scar”! ;)

Waiting for the Navy to release my husband!

So my boyfriend came back proud, and of course we were all proud of him, So proud in fact, we got married that first weekend he was back from deployment!! Ok that’s not why we got married, we were planning it, but I was THAT proud of the man! But anyway, long story short, the war waged on for a few more years, and they changed the name of the mission a few more times, for whatever reason. The first four years of our marriage my husband was gone more than he was home, he always made it back, when others weren’t so lucky, and now it’s over.  And it seems like no one really cares.  It is odd.

But I do, so if any of you out there in the Military come across this, just know I’m proud of you and the work you did over there! I’m am forever grateful for all of your sacrifices, I know first hand the sacrifices active duty military and their families have to make on a daily basis, and I know many of you even had to sacrifice your love for/from significant others to continue to do your job, you also had to risk sacrificing your mental heath, physical heath, limbs and your life on a daily basis. I am proud of you and I am forever grateful of your service! I wish you all well, I wish you all a speedy recovery and transition back to civilian life, and I of course I wish you all a Merry Christmas, Happy Hanukkah, Joyous Kwanzaa, and Merry Solstice!

 

::Here’s a link to No comment TV::

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XECUpmJaQSA&feature=relmfu

How Naive, How Stupid!

My Kitchen

 

(Last night, after I watched a today show segment where they basically said the new way to live well and be thrifty in America is to dumpster dive, YES, Dumpster Diving, and my generation needs to accept it and be happy with that?!  WTF?! Anyway, more on that subject later, while I was cooking dinner this popped into my head and I hastily scribbled it on a piece of paper.)

 

How naive, How Stupid!

How naive of US, To believe, the government would honor it’s commitments,
When all we have done is honor every one of ours.

How naive of US, to believe, The government would fulfill it’s promises,
When all we have done is fulfill every single one of ours.

How naive of US, to believe, The government would admit their follies,
When all we have done is admit ours.

How naive of us, to believe, The government would pay for it’s crimes,
When all we have done is pay for ours.

How Fucking Naive!
How stupid of US
To admit we aren’t perfect

How stupid of US
To want higher education

How stupid of US
For wanting a nice house to live in

How stupid of US
For wanting the American Dream

How stupid of US
For getting loans to pay for it

How stupid of us
For doing what we were told

How Fucking Stupid!

 

 

PTC

I’m keeping this one short, I will be posting in more detail about why I hate groups like the “Parent’s Television Council” later on today or tomorrow. But for now, the main reason I hate groups like this is because they want everything to be G rated and for some reason they don’t know how to just turn off the TV, and aprently the only show on TV that is approprite in their eyes is “Extreme Makeover: Home Edition”.  ”The Big Bang Theory” of all things, is red, on there Tv Guide, and that means the show “may include gratuitous sex, explicit dialogue, violent content, or obscene language, and is unsuitable for children.”  I guess Science is obscene now! That makes me love Science even more.  I also just noticed the “Amazing Race” is in red as well.. WHY? WTF is wrong with that show? Maybe the PTC doesn’t want there kids seeing any footage of other countries or something. *facepalm*

 

Here’s the link to their TV guide.

http://www.parentstv.org/PTC/familyguide/weekly.asp

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