People annoy me at the best of times. Luckily I'm still mildly sane. Recently my husband E injured his foot, for a few days he couldn't even walk. Thankfully he hadn't broken anything but he is still limping and walking with a crutch. As neither of us drive, you only drive in central London if your are A. Insane B. Rich enough to pay the Charge and Insane. We both get the bus to work (E cycles in good weather). Even though the old route masters are gone, buses in London are excellent, they are frequent and not too pricey what more could you ask for? Well try a little human kindness.
I have a rules on the bus and tube, if an elderly person, a pregnant woman or injured person, gets on a packed bus I offer them my seat. Cos that is the right thing to do, its one of those unwritten codes of human decency. Like if you see someone get hit by a car, you call an ambulance.
What I hate are the bastards who are only going two stops but would rather die then give up their seat. They stare at the floor and pretend not to notice the guy who can barely stand as he is falling over. It really really drives me crazy, worse then them are the bag on seat people. If the bus is empty it fine but when your all packed in like sardines and someone thinks their handbag deserves a seat more then the other humans my blood boils. But the absolute nightmare are the outside seat hogs. You know the ones, they sit on the outside side while the window seat is empty, as the bus filled up do the move, of course not, they even have the gall to be annoyed should anyone ask to sit down.
I realise this pet peeve might just be me being uptight and I have to admit their are a lot of nice people out there who did kindly offer E a seat but there were enough selfish gits to really get on my nerves. I was inches away from turning green and shouting "Hulk Smash!" whilst throwing these people off the moving vehicle. Its lucky I haven't had my gamma radiation today.