The “Let It All Hang Out” Person.
Less is more, my friend, less is more.
The Never-Ending Phone Conversation Person.
| It’s 7:30 a.m., you haven’t woke up yet. But the person next to you on
the train is on her 14th phone call of the day, sorting out
inconsequential middle management issues that affect no one in any
meaningful earthly sense. |
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The Space Hogger.
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We all like to spread out. We all enjoy the freedom and thrill of taking
up the space of two or even three seats. Public transport is the
greatest example of humankind getting on, together. But this is just not
on.
The Body Odour Man — sorry, it usually is a man.
| There’s no polite way to say this: You smell. | | | |
The Singer.
| As above, BUT WITH SINGING. Or humming. Which is almost worse |
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The Passive-Aggressive “Could You Just Move Down a Bit?” Person.
| No, I may not move down the carriage. There is no space in which to
move. The train is packed full of other people, very few of whom are as
annoying as you. |
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The Public Display of Affection Couple.
| If people wanted to feel awkward around people exchanging hormones in public they could just never leave scho |
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All People on Every Night Bus, Ever.
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The Sniffer.
| Unable to master the use of tissues, The Sniffer seeks to clear his of
her nasal airway by snorting like a pig every five seconds. In extreme
circumstances this person may sneeze on you, in which eventuality it is
completely normal to jump out of the nearest window, regardless of your
mode of transport. |
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The “I’ll Just Leave My Bag Right Here” Person.
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Don’t make me ask you to move your bag. Don’t FORCE me to talk to a stranger on a train. | |
The Shoulder Sleeper
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The Chewing Gum with Mouth Open Person.
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