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Possibly somewhat annoying, but not as bad as the lady I saw read a newspaper, then LICK each of her fingers and rub them together to take off the ink stain! Give me the nail varnisher over that any day. Hey maybe I can get a quick touch-up on my nails too?

Not on as it stinks and irritates. As does a man or woman with too much perfume. Which you can't really call someone out on. Tricky.


Worst I saw (or initially heard) was the rythmic 'click, click' of a nail clipper on the top deck of a bus. I turned toward the sound hoping that at least it was fingernails. It wasn't; dude had his shoes and socks off and was clipping his toenails. I walked over to him and just stared at him with the best look of contempt I could muster. He stopped.

Chillaxed Wrote:

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> Not on as it stinks and irritates. As does a man

> or woman with too much perfume. Which you can't

> really call someone out on. Tricky.

>

> Worst I saw (or initially heard) was the rythmic

> 'click, click' of a nail clipper on the top deck

> of a bus. I turned toward the sound hoping that

> at least it was fingernails. It wasn't; dude had

> his shoes and socks off and was clipping his

> toenails. I walked over to him and just stared at

> him with the best look of contempt I could muster.

> He stopped.



Would have been funny if he'd looked up to find you standing there and offered you the use of his clippers.

Don't forget breathing. And moving. And sitting, of course. That's annoying too.


Seriously, there are worse things that happen on public transport than someone putting lippy on or whatever. Is it really necessary to be so massively uptight about, well, EVERYTHING?

Not sure why make-up bothers people? Make-up can be applied quietly, doesn't smell, and doesn't leave anything behind like brushing hair or clipping nails. Seriously it's all relative, isn't it? I'd rather sit next to someone applying eyeliner than picking his/her nose -- both of which I've seen in abundance.

Chillaxed Wrote:

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> Worst I saw (or initially heard) was the rythmic

> 'click, click' of a nail clipper on the top deck

> of a bus. I turned toward the sound hoping that

> at least it was fingernails. It wasn't; dude had

> his shoes and socks off and was clipping his

> toenails. I walked over to him and just stared at

> him with the best look of contempt I could muster.

> He stopped.


Brilliant! I now have this image of you standing staring and he, frozen mid-clip, looking up at you with a mixture of guilt and anger on his face, the showdown music from The Good The Bad and The Ugly playing as the wind whistles through the top deck and passengers hurtle headlong down the stairway... the silence broken by a kindly female voice "One Seven Six... to... Tottenham Court Road..."

I'm guilty of train misdemeanours myself tho.


Once, a long time ago, when trains were single cartridge slam door types. I was entertains a lovely Lady .

The train could take 25+ minutes to pull into the last stop, often waiting out in the middle of nowhere on a signal - junction.


Though this night as the train rolled and creaked to a gentle halt, it stopped bang on outside of the lone manned signal box, giving the guy inside a full on eyeful of the proceedings.

For me people can do ALL this on trains and I don't care - as long as they just move down the fecking train when people are trying to get on.

Biggest etiquette failure of all IMO. Everything else is fluff by comparison.

If they don't move down so that you can get on, you won't see the fluff anyway.

And people always look so surprised / offended, "oh look there's people trying to get on at this station, how weird".

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