Monday-Friday, twice a day I catch public transport. I spend around 20 hours a week travelling to and from work.
I don’t mind the travel. It gives me time to do things. I currently play Animal Crossing on my Nintendo DS and then I’ll read a book. If I’m super tired, I’ll close my eyes for a bit and daydream.
I also like to people watch. I love to see what people are wearing, their shoes, their bags, and I have a sick fascination with watching women put makeup on. I LOVE IT.
But there are so many negative things about public transport and it has nothing to do with the service providers and everything to do with the people who USE these services.
Did you get the memo saying that common courtesy wasn’t required on public transport? No? Me neither! Apparently it’s every man for himself (or herself). Daily, I see people who are waiting to get on trains push themselves onto the train before those wanting to get off have done so. I see people almost knocking others over with their bags. I’ve seen arguments break out because they don’t want a particular person sitting next to them. I’ve watched as people have put their bags on seats and then pretended to be asleep so that no one will sit next to them.
Then there are those who feel that because they’ve been getting on the same train for forever, they are entitled to sit in the same place every time, and that if anyone else is sitting there, they have every right to have a go at them. A particular example comes to mind of when I was catching the train from Gosford. There was this one lady who used to get on at Gosford as well, and “save seats” for her 3 friends who got on at Woy Woy. She would have a bitch fit if anyone dared sit in that area before her friends got on. Sad thing was, this lady was notorious on this particular train, and was nicknamed “The Train Nazi”.
What about the “vestibule” area on trains? Those seats are recommended for disabled or elderly passengers. It’s where I like to sit. But you know what? If a disabled or elderly person gets on the train, I will offer them my seat. Because THAT’S WHAT THE SIGNS TELL YOU TO DO. I mean there is even a wheelchair emblem on the floor in that area. Once again, people pretend to be asleep so they don’t have to move.
What really really bugs me the most is when a train is terminating. I catch a train from Chatswood to Hornsby that then terminates. As the train shunts off to the yard, I watch as hundreds of copies of MX lay stranded on floors and chairs. I see people’s empty coffee cups and paper bags scrunched up and tucked into areas. What on earth is wrong with people?
While I understand that CityRail (or whatever they are called now) hire cleaners to go through carriages after they terminate, it frustrates me to no end that there is so much rubbish and that people think it’s okay to just leave their shit around for someone else to deal with. Is it because people are lazy? Is it because people think that they have a “better job” than these train cleaners and therefore have a sense of entitlement? Must be so lovely to have someone clean up after you. It makes the bins on the stations completely redundant as no one uses them!
I hate to say it, but I think that public transport brings out the worst in people. It’s almost like just because you’ve paid X amount for a ticket, it means you can behave like a complete douche canoe. We ALL pay for our tickets. We ALL have the same rights and responsibilities as customers.
Honestly though, what happened to common decency? What happened to respecting others? Are people’s lives so horrid that they think it’s okay to behave like spoiled brats on public transport?
What have your experiences been with public transport? Any horror stories or nice stories you care to share?