Sunday, February 7, 2010

Bitching about public transport.


So... in my life before a car the public transport system has made a nice fortune off me in fares. After years of putting up with paying to sit next to a sweaty dude with B.O and no respect for my personal bubble in 40 degree heat I finally got my license and was free to drive around on my own schedule without stopping every 500 meters for a lazy yobbo who can't afford his rego to get on the bus with his two bags grocery shopping - only to get off at the next stop..30 seconds later.

Over the years I'd become very tolerent to teenage boys throwing sandwhiches on the school bus, girls who shouldn't be old enough to pronounce 'intercourse' yet alone be swapping personal stories about 'it' and grade 2 children calling each other "F*cking c*nts"... (if only their mothers knew) since having a year away from the buses I had become very naive to the horror of public transport and on my first trip to South Bank I was subject to the afformentioned 'sweaty dude with B.O'... prompting this incredibly annoying and whiney blog.

2 comments:

  1. I was waiting for the picture that I saw you working on.

    Your Photoshop work is fine and will just get better and better.

    I find the train ride really difficult to animate or draw on. The people are interesting, however. And you can always put a few drops of eucalyptus oil on your groovy animator's scarf to combat the smells.

    Keep posting Shaeeeee.

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