A while ago I wrote a post on another blog about the train and I though ‘hey you know who uses trains? UOW students!’ so here’s an updated version for you guys.
So, here’s the thing:
I don’t like trains.
Trains are scum. source
In order to get to UOW each day I must travel an hour by train (what I don’t pay in rent I pay in time wasted on the train). I’ve been doing this for a year and a half now and let me tell you, in this time this trip has not improved, at all. I think the trip was awesome for about the first week when the scenery was still cool to look at and the novelty of a Hunter train hadn’t worn off yet. But the lack of train etiquette, on not only this train but (in my experience) all City Rail trains, is both astounding and disturbing.
For me, there are two basic types of rudeness on the train. The first of which I have nicknamed DJ Train Tracks (can you say, best DJ name ever? Possibly not). These are the people who insist on listening to their music aloud in trains. Look, I like music to accompany my train trip just as much as the next hip young adult but:
I don’t get on this train every damn day to listen to your shitty music. No, you are not some kind of modern day Robin Hood, bestowing the riches of your iPod on us poor, musicless folk. You’re just irritating.
Without fail I regularly hear some pre-teen music prodigy blaring their latest pop throughout the carriage, echoing in the recesses of my mind and awakening a dormant urge to murder everything. Whoops, did I type that aloud?
Seriously, why would people think this is a good idea? Are you so insecure about yourself that you’re trying to prove how fun you are through your taste in music and now you’re showing us all, whether we wanted to know or not? I didn’t think you were a cool and interesting person at the start of this trip and you certainly didn’t prove it to me with your music at the end of this trip.
The other kinds of monsters on the train are those people who take up seats unnecessarily. You are possibly the most awful kind of people, the one’s going to:
guys, I miss Firefly. source
My rule of thumb is:
- A passenger riding by themselves in a two seater seat? Acceptable.
- A passenger riding by themselves in a six seater seat? You’re lucky there are too many witnesses here.
It is almost impossible to find a seat on the train despite there being more than enough fitted into the carriages. You, you fiends somehow think that this kind of behaviour is acceptable. It’s just not.
Today, after walking through the entire train searching for a seat anywhere I finally found one. That was until I realised there was already something taking up that seat. It was a bag. Not even a person, just their suitcase. …WHY?! What would make you think, in a crowded train at peak hour, that you and your suitcase are so special that this is a chill move? And god forbid I ever ask you to flip over three of your six seats. The expressions I get when I ask this seemingly reasonable question are akin to those of people who are privy to puppy decapitation: a mixture of shock, horror and bewilderment.
Let’s take a deep breath now: SSIIIGGGGHHHHHHHHH. Rant over. Do you guys ever see this stuff on the train of is it just me? Or, are there other kinds of monsters that I’ve missed? Let me know in the comments below and we’ll all start a car pool and never have to suffer the train again 😀 Please?
Reference List:
Image ‘Your music is bad and you should feel bad’ sourced from http://i.qkme.me/3owg7b.jpg
Image ‘The Special Hell’ sourced from http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dKadIOmOXDw/TdgCCWgWFwI/AAAAAAAAMsM/0Za12CAarD0/s400/special%2Bhell2
Image ‘I Like Trains’ sourced from http://fc01.deviantart.net/fs70/i/2012/104/9/3/i_like_trains_by_stefjusthewolf-d4w4sot.jpg
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