40 minutes later

Travelling on the bus can be fantastic. Zoning out after a long day it's easy to find your own corner and do your thing. It's 40 minutes minimum for me on the way home, and now that it's dark when I finish it's nice to have the option between a darkened seat or one near a light if I want to read.

40 minutes + is great if you want to read and you're getting into a book. I'm finishing off Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire so I wish the bus went longer some days. A few nights ago it wasn't the best 40 minutes ever spent, my legs twisted at all awkward angle from the stupidly designed seats in the back (the ones that face each other). The woman opposite me was sitting with her daintily pressed together and smooshed over to over side. Because I was directly facing her and I to do the same otherwise I'd have to get one leg either side of her, which could have easily been misconstrued! So risking a charlie horse I also sat daintily, basically knackering myself for 40 minutes while I tried to read one-handed one of JK Rowling's whopper 600 page beasts.

The other week was the icing on the cake. I'm not sure I've ever met a more annoying bus passenger. I was up the back of the bus near the engine so I didn't hear him when we took off but next stop I realise.. "is someone whistling?" 40 minutes later he was still belting out such out of tune whistling classics such as Downtown, Joni Mitchell and some songs from Chitty Chitty Bang Bang. I couldn't get over how offensive it was! lol I was tempted to tell him to shut up a few times but didn't want to be that person, you know the one, the one who does stuff on the bus, the thing everyone is thinking, but cos it's on public transport seems SO much more out there and confronting. I wanted to fart in his face on the way out and say "What, I'm enjoying myself aren't I? Deal with it!"

Personally I see whistling as a nervous thing. Something to show that you're feeling casual and light-hearted. Keep your eye out, you'll see what I mean.