I know not everyone is 'normal'. And I know I shouldn't let others get on my nerves. But a traintrip like yesterday is an experience best forgotten... The first bit I got stuck with a bunch of braindead bimbo's who had had a bit more to drink than they should have. This turned them into loud, obnoxious, even more stupid than they would be sober, and annoying creatures. I survived that. Second leg of the trip: A muttering drunk with (in all likelihood) some added mental disabilities, as well as physical problems, one of them being a miniscule bladder, causing him to clamber over his trolley and stumble towards the toilet at least 7 times during a one hour train trip. Thought I had survived that, and the bus trip would at least be uneventful. Wrong. A youngish, definitely alternative looking (no other word for that hat) senior citizen, lugging around several bags and half of a dead tree (also called a walking stick, according to him). It turned out he was into some alternative singing bowls therapy, and he left no opportunity unused to tell anyone within hearing distance about it. Now I know again why I like pics, and not necessarily people. Geez....
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