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Older forum members may recall Jasper Carrot's "nutter on the bus" skit decades ago, yesterday I found out how time has moved on.
I rarely take the bus to work now, but last night I sat next to a guy and made the unacceptable social gaffe of slightly brushing my shoe against his shit-covered trainers. For this erstwhile error, I was informed "people have been killed for less", not in very polite terms either.
The sub-neaderthal then verbally accosted me in some strange pre-babylonian "jive talk" language, most of which was completely incomprehensible to me, but dispite generations of evolutionary separation I managed to parley the gist of his message which was how much of an amazing person he was and how much pain I would suffer shortly, largely via my rectum.
After considering a Jules Winnfield style "well let me retort", I relented and wisely decided to completely ignore him, especially seeing as his two crackhead friends were sitting behind us. They all disembarked a few stops later depriving me of the fruits of their cave drawing and primitive toolmaking knowledge and taking their empty threats with them.
I should add this was all done in broad daylight during a busy period ("rush hour"), years ago the knuckle-draggers were considerate enough to keep their practical lessons in social inadequacy to within the late hours, but no more. This is not the first time, it's quite scary when I have my 5yo son with me and this sort of thing happens.
Mr Ken Livingston should note, that a paultry £5 charge isn't going to stop anyone avoiding using buses and other public transport whilst these lowbrows insist on using it to push their respec' around on ordinary people, it's been years since I saw an inspector let alone a policeman on a bus, and nowdays Mr Driver is going to stay right in his little perspex box when the shit hits the fan.
Please feel free share your modern day "nutter" experiences ...

I rarely take the bus to work now, but last night I sat next to a guy and made the unacceptable social gaffe of slightly brushing my shoe against his shit-covered trainers. For this erstwhile error, I was informed "people have been killed for less", not in very polite terms either.
The sub-neaderthal then verbally accosted me in some strange pre-babylonian "jive talk" language, most of which was completely incomprehensible to me, but dispite generations of evolutionary separation I managed to parley the gist of his message which was how much of an amazing person he was and how much pain I would suffer shortly, largely via my rectum.
After considering a Jules Winnfield style "well let me retort", I relented and wisely decided to completely ignore him, especially seeing as his two crackhead friends were sitting behind us. They all disembarked a few stops later depriving me of the fruits of their cave drawing and primitive toolmaking knowledge and taking their empty threats with them.
I should add this was all done in broad daylight during a busy period ("rush hour"), years ago the knuckle-draggers were considerate enough to keep their practical lessons in social inadequacy to within the late hours, but no more. This is not the first time, it's quite scary when I have my 5yo son with me and this sort of thing happens.
Mr Ken Livingston should note, that a paultry £5 charge isn't going to stop anyone avoiding using buses and other public transport whilst these lowbrows insist on using it to push their respec' around on ordinary people, it's been years since I saw an inspector let alone a policeman on a bus, and nowdays Mr Driver is going to stay right in his little perspex box when the shit hits the fan.
Please feel free share your modern day "nutter" experiences ...