A bus ticket, a pet hate

I’m a regular rider of intercity buses the arrangements are different to than on an internal bus. For one, you’re allocated a comfortable, reclinable seat on the bus.

But this is where the trouble starts. Working towards my seat number there is almost always a ‘spanner in the works’ in the form of some other individual that has already sat down, in my seat. I can’t find another seat because this would displace yet another person. The reason why they do sit down in a seat that is not theirs is probably a little beyond my cultural comprehension.

To classify the wayward sitters, they’re mostly older. But  male or female are both copable.  It seems the older they are, the lazier it seems they are, when by their own culture they should be setting an example for all those following and younger. Culturally lazy?! Can’t read the digits, which are in English but are in common usage. For whatever reason it’s annoying, not as annoying as having a seat reclined into your face and onto your knees. Grrrr. Some of the spacing  between rows of seats isn’t big at all, and leaves a lot to be desired. Double grrr.

5 Responses

  1. You are definitely the doyen of the intercity bus commute. I don’t think it’s cultural. These are hillbillies from Eumseong, right? They’ve already exhausted the family brain cell figuring out where the chairs were – you can’t expect them to read numbers as well.

    • I’m not exactly convinved that it’s ineptitude that leads them to this way. Or either that, the older folk are just plain stupid and can’t be fucked reading the number.

      Oh yeah, taking out the family brain cell for a trip to the big smoke; the one that had been trodden on in a previous excussion. With regards to manners, city folk can be just as copable in terms of *lacking* manners as country folk can. Each party tends to come with there own personal baggage that they like to let other people ‘carry’.

  2. Oh yes, I have had an experience with seating on buses. Think it was on the way to Gwangju. I got on the bus and tried to look for my seat number. What was on the seat was not a person, but someone’s luggage. An ajummas who had tied her belongings in a cloth.

    • I can only cite that Koreans aren’t atuned to thinking of other people, at worst, they’ve got (cultural) blinkers on.

      The bag got moved in the end didn’t it?

  3. yep, it sure did, after some finger pointed and body language to get my msg across.

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