Today, for reasons beyond my control, I have had to get the bus I really don't like. The chav bus. I am time restricted and don't have time to wait for my normal "luxury" ride home on the posh bus (I'm playing Bingo) so I've had to "suck it up" as they say and get this one. Already I can feel my skin crawling!!
I've boarded and sat down. A woman (no older than 19) gets on with four children, no more than a year between each of them. They are screaming, kicking the back of my chair and she is stuffing her face with a McDonalds, completely oblivious to it all. I struggle to have one child, to get pregnant and give life to a baby, yet this ignorant bitch is ignoring all four of her children who clearly want a little attention and affection. In fact she is more interested in her phone and picking her (badly done) false nails. Women like her make me sick.
I hate this bus.
Then there is the gossiper. The woman who is telling her friend (very loudly) of how much money she has spent on her new designer handbag (it's a fake). Why boast? Who cares!?
And top it all of there is the pissed up smelly tramp who has been sat in 'spoons all day drinking his benefits away and has now plonked himself next to me and I can't breathe. I literally can't breathe! Thank fuck it's time to get off!
Ciao for now!
J xoxo
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