Anyone who has read my LJ, will know exactly how I feel about public transport. Although I do enjoy laughing at the people using it. But even that doesn't make up for the terrible aspects of it. I don't like most people, so I don't want to travel in the same vehicle as them. I don't even want to breath the same air as them to be honest. Particularly when that air smells of either some slut's overbearing perfume, some fat man's BO, some old woman's tobacco encrusted clothing, you get the picture. Here is an example of the kind of conversations I laugh at on the bus: An old woman tells of her encounter with David Bowie..... "There was a huge queue stretching all the way from the chip shop round to Tesco's". "So we're all waiting in line for our chips, when who should walk up... but David Bowie!" "We were all nudging each other saying: "look, look, it's David Bowie!", "We couldn't believe it! He'd been to the race course you see, so he just strolls past the queue and walks straight into the chip shop!" "He thinks because he's a celebrity he can just walk in and get his chips"! "So the woman at the counter say's: "I don't care who you are, you'll wait for your chips like everybody else!". "He offered her concert tickets, but she said": "no, you'll wait like everybody else has to!" A likely story....