Greetings from Toyland! It's a rainy day.
On the 104 bus I had to deal with a pushy and rude young mother and her brood of three who took up the seats for elderly and infirm, and who also pushed her crowd ahead of me to get on the bus although I had been waiting in the rain long before she showed up. Rot in hell, bitch.
Then, on the No 7 bus, I had to deal with a clearly mentally challenged young man who couldn't stop wringing his hands and who, after he settled in for the ride, began barking and making mewing cat sounds. He just scared me.