- Eating anything that requires a knife and fork...
- Eating barbeque. Yes, all my people on the SOUTHSIDE, this means you.
- Eating anything, for that matter, unless you have some sort of medical condition...
- Painting fingernails or removing fingernail polish...
- Clipping toenails. Yes I saw it, I would not lie about this...
- Removing braids or extensions. Yes, all my people on the WESTSIDE and the Porte de la Chapelle area of Paris, this means you.
- Picking your nose, ears, scabs, etc...
- Farting as you walk down the aisle to get on or off...
- Adjusting body parts, undergarments, etc...
- Sitting in the opposite direction that all of the other seats are facing...
- Sitting in the opposite direction that all of the other seats are facing and engaging in any of the activities on this list...
- Reading big newspapers that you rest on people's backs/heads/shoulders...
- Reading newspapers over other people's shoulders...
- Drinking forties or empty Evian bottles filled with wine. We know what it is, Native Americans on the #18 in Seattle...
- Putting feet/umbrellas/pets on seats...
- Transporting chickens, iguana-looking lizards, parrots outside of cages, or at all...
- Wearing a loaded gun strapped to your leg during rush hour, then cautioning people around you not to "push up against you" too hard...
- Lying down, know matter how empty the bus is...
- Gesturing obscenely with your tongue at anyone, but especially me, when I am trying to read, guy on the #6 direction Porte d'Italie...
- Talking on cell phones...
- Talking loudly in general about...
- impending court dates, or those of your friends and family
- selling drugs
- your recent brain tumor removal surgery
- your fucking bitch of a girlfriend/boyfriend
- the fact that your SSI benefits are under question/you have to apply for WIC, etc...
- the fact that some girl "blew you in the backseat of" your new Audi...
***For those who have asked, Paris is calling and returning in the next few years is my goal, it's in my blood now!!!
2 comments:
So true...I rode the Seattle bus system for almost 2 years. I hated it.
You forgot:
Ssidling up to anyone when you reek of BO
Sitting on the outside of the chair so no one will sit next to you, and refusing to move, even when the bus is full.
Bringing a stroller, leaving the child in it, and parking it in the aisle rather than putting the child on your lap and putting the folded stroller under the seat.
Talking to yourself.
Right, Eunice, I know the list could go on and on...people never cease to amaze me.
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