Getting on after kids have finished school beats getting on in the late evening and having some 50-60 year old underclass boomer-in-decay woman with stars tattooed on the back of her neck, who smells like a stuffy bedroom, who's brandishing a lighter in one hand and a cheap shopping centre bag filled with God knows what in the other, and who cannot go ten seconds without having her head violently twitch and jerk to the side (along with constant sniffling) come over to the back of the bus where you are sitting, sit in front of you and turn her head every minute or so to gawk at you and the other university students on the bus for no reason. She has no teeth, sunken eyes, wrinkly, mottled skin and crusty dyed black hair that she constantly feels the need to loudly scratch her scalp through.
I went from thinking about having sex with the redhead sitting in front of me who had her back turned to me and her chubby, pale shoulders exposed to wondering if the old whore sitting in front of me was just decaying hardcore or if she was a drug addict as well. Every time she gawked at me with her sunken, staring granny eyes I thought about having to physically defend myself from her if she tried to stab me with a needle or do something else druggo-tier.
Out of all the people with no money or far away workplaces who end up taking public transport, schoolchildren are honestly some of the better ones. Office bugmen are by far the best travel mates though because they don't say anything when they aren't spoken to, they avoid eye contact, they are always robotically polite when either of you has to move out of the way and you can attempt to empathise with them at 7 pm when they're sitting on the bus with dark bags under their eyes watching FIFA games on their phones. Still, most high school kids aren't that bad once you ignore them having occasional digs at you and realise that socially the majority of adults think and act more or less the same way they do (ESPECIALLY women, who have already stopped maturing by the time you end up seeing them talk about high school Chad on the bus). High school never ends, but what does end is youth. All of those loud, annoying working class kids in school uniforms are eventually going to transform into ugly, jittery drug addicts or single mothers. The agepill gets us all in the end, even good-looking normie kids.
