More tales of mass transit

[lady_kishiria]

I take the #15 bus (SDSU to Lawyers Alley on Broadway). At the time I usually get on, there are three people I consistently notice.

One's a young attorney. The question that always goes through my mind is, why is he on the bus? The three possible answers are:

A. Eco friendly

B. Can't afford a car for some reason.

C. DUI

Unfortunately, there is also Patchouli Woman and Strong Cooking Spices Woman. PW is a normal-looking middle-aged lady who REEKS of patchouli. SCSW smells like curry, strongly. I try to avoid both; I had to sit next to SCSW once and it was miserable until I could change seats at 12th and Broadway.

Yesterday Patchouli and Strong Spices sat together. I made sure I had my Ventolin and stayed far away. If they'd added Marijuana Boy (who was on the bus today) and some stinky guy, it would have been a perfect storm of pee-yew!

Comments

[garpu.livejournal.com]

You know, I think I mind stink on buses way more than I mind any other kind of disruption. People ranting and raving? Something to do. Mentally ill people? Often interesting conversation partners. People who smell and can do something about it? Technical foul.