As of recently, I’ve come across some very ignorant and bad mannered people on public transport. It was astounding as to how many – mostly women – have very little sense of being etiquette or having common courtesy for fellow passengers.
Yes, I do understand that there is a very limited amount of leg room in the seated areas, but ladies and gentlemen, some of us were not genetically designed to have short legs. Please understand that for those with long legs, we cannot simply pull them in under our seat. Our knees will still be in the way and unfortunately will not enable to you put a large bag down in front of your feet. Today a rather rude lady proceeded to do just this and squished her onto my feet and then proceeded to search through it for her make up and constantly bump and hit my knees. I’m sorry my knees were unable to be pulled closer to me. However you had plenty of room on your lap to search through your bag instead of leaving me with a chance of developing bruises.
Secondly, backpacks. To the teenage female – that has on several occasions – decided to sit next to me on the train, please remove your backpack prior to sitting down. I do not appreciate being sat on let alone hit with the full force of your backpack that seems to be filled with bricks. I can assure you that by the time the train arrives at your station that it is not full, at all. There is no reason for you to not take your bag off prior to squashing people with it. Secondly, you fidget – a lot. In your little fidgeting fest, I ask that you do not knee me and elbow me. You’re sitting next to me, how is it that your knees need to be constantly spread at such a force that you manage to knee me several times in the short 20 minute journey? What else could have possibly gone wrong you ask? She then proceeded to change seats to sit opposite me. I then got hit with her bag again – no actually, she placed the bag on my lap then stood on my shoes to move seats. All I ask, is why?
Ladies, I am tired of being harassed by your bags.
Finally, as we enter the Winter season, I advise you all to invest in packets of pocket tissues. It is gross to sit there and sniffle away your snot. A packet isn’t all that expensive and it’d rather listen to you blow your nose than sniff it all back up repetitively.
There is no harm in being polite on a train, it’s as simple as surrendering your seat for a disabled, elderly or pregnant lady.
It’s called manners.