Travelling on public transport is getting really old. I'm starting to dread getting on the bus for an hour and a half in the morning, knowing that I'll probably fall asleep with marks on my face and my knees rammed up against the seat in front. Undoubtedly I'll wake up with some old man or fit boy looking at me blinking in the stupid 8am sunshine when I've already been awake for almost three hours. Some days I'll spend £2 on a coffee to keep me awake for the awful journey but then I always spill it on my hands or jeans and end up sticky and smelling like starbucks.
Then there's the journey home. I usually make the 6.30pm bus, sometimes I don't and have to get the one at 7pm, but that doesn't matter. It's always full of old people. And old people smell, and eat biscuits, and smell. I love putting on my head phones. Noise reduction ones that feel like earplugs, but with Belaire, or Rilo Kiley, or TV on the Radio or even the Postal Service when it's been a really bad day. They drown out every single sound without having to resort to top volume. People don't talk to me, or even look at me, even a baby in the next seat can't compete with my lovely sound stopping headphones.
But people still smell. I can take noise, I've got the headphones to tackle it, I can not look at people, my eyes can close. But I still haven't found a way to get over the stench of other people on the bus. I try to sit on my own, but someone always sits in the seat in front or behind. They usually start gobbing or coughing and it makes me feel sick so I turn Avril up even louder and ignore it. But then I can smell them, usually the sweat and stale smell of the great unwashed, why does it bother me so much, I tried to eat mints and kill the smell from the inside. It didn't work. I thought that maybe because my hearing was so drowned out that my sense of smell was heightened. I took out the ear plugs and stared out of the window but the greasy forehead of a teenage goth before had marked the window and I thought I could smell that too. With nothing to distract me the stench got worse. And the bus was hot. So it gets worse again.
I don't know what to do, I can ignore many, many things. But I can't ignore the smell. And I can't wait until I never have to get the bus to Edinburgh again. The rich people are getting the train and the plebs are on the bus. With me, and I hate them.
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Hilarious!!! I relate 100%!! Yes even in Los Angeles you get the stench on the subway plus the odd nutcase who screams his head off every now and then. You are right noise is easy to deal with but the smell oh no no!!! Here is something I have used in the past, it may make you look a little bit strange but on a subway full of nuts you should blend in just fine. I take a white cotton mans hankerchief and put some lavender essential oil or really just anything that smells good…then I shove that right infront of my nose, kind of makes you look like you have a cold……but hey it helps a little and smells much better than B.O boy with funky sweat balls and nasty but pants who just happens to be sitting next to you. :)
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