Notes...

My other blog persona "Michelle", as opposed to this blog's persona "Crabby Michelle" (oh who am I kidding, they're both crabby), sometimes posts her complaints using a format called 'Notes to the World', which is a really passive-aggressive way of whining; and so I thought, why hadn't I done that here?

Notes to the Transit World

* To the young man this morning waiting at the bus stop behind me, the traditional instructions for cologne application are as follows: open bottle, sprinkle on scent, go out and face the world.

I think you misread these instructions as: open bottle, pour into bathtub, dive in, go out and face the world, stinking like a vegas lounge. No one finds that attractive and they certainly do not want to board a bus (a fun enclosed kinda space) with you.

* To the HSR, yes, I am addressing you as if you are an entity with thoughts and feelings; you might want to think about occasionally hosing down the inside of your buses..usually I'm not that bothered, but this morning, my bus was Dir-ty...there was no surface I wanted to touch, lean on or let alone sit on and it doesn't make for a pleasant ride.

Fantastic does wonders, really, and those Mr. Clean Erasers..amazing.

* To the highschool student who was texting so furiously that your elbows impeded me caused the complete ruination of a potentially record breaking high score in Tetris: what could possibly be that important at 8:30 in the morning..? Seriously? You're going to school, nothing exciting is happening there. Trust me.

Thank-you for coming out, until next we meet.

The Crabby Librarian

Eight

Time of Day: Morning

Journey: Home ---> Work

ipod: The Verve

Situation: I get on the bus, I move to the back and I sit down. You get on the bus, and you stop, three inches past the yellow line at the very front, there are seats, room to stand in the middle and at the back, but you station yourself like a sentry at the very front.

Why it's annoying:

Standy McNoMove, who I assume must be a friend of yours, gets on about 2 stops after you, and stands on the other side of the bus entrance, making it nearly impossible for people to get by..and so we wait, at every stop, for people to file through and the driver won't leave until we get people on the bus.

Why do you stand there!?!

What the hell is wrong with you!

I will step on your foot the next time this happens.

The Crabby Librarian