It’s true that it’s not something we feel comfortable doing, but I think you’re going pretty over the top with this one :D
We wouldn’t fight anyone for invading our private space. Nor would we really tell them to fuck off. We would simply sulk in uncomfortable silence through the trip and very awkwardly and apologetically ask the person to move their shit when it’s our stop.
Later we would warmly think about the deep and personal friendship we made along the way.
So while your described reaction is much more common, I agree, mine isn’t even an exaggeration but a personal experience:
I don’t know where you live but I told off a junkie on the bus for starting sing karaoke in a bus filled to the brim at 14.00.
He started instantly making literal death threats. My stop luckily came up. He followed me out of the car to fight me. I didn’t even notice it. Luckily I went inside to buy something. I was the counter when he came from behind me, pushed me, started going for a fight.
I told the clerk to call the police because I didn’t want to fight that scrawny junkie, because while he may not remember me I’ve drunk with him once. A former neighbour who had done 10 years for murder. Pretty okay dude, I only felt threatened once when someone stole 500g of meth from him and he thought I might have let someone into the storage rooms. I hadn’t.
Anyway, that’s who this guy used to be friend with.
So I don’t want take my chances in getting stuck with some rusty knife.
So yeah, that shit does happen. That’s just the most recent example, from a few weeks ago.
Go to any of the major cities and take the worst buslines for a day or two or just on the weekend.
It’s true that it’s not something we feel comfortable doing, but I think you’re going pretty over the top with this one :D
We wouldn’t fight anyone for invading our private space. Nor would we really tell them to fuck off. We would simply sulk in uncomfortable silence through the trip and very awkwardly and apologetically ask the person to move their shit when it’s our stop.
Later we would warmly think about the deep and personal friendship we made along the way.
So while your described reaction is much more common, I agree, mine isn’t even an exaggeration but a personal experience:
I don’t know where you live but I told off a junkie on the bus for starting sing karaoke in a bus filled to the brim at 14.00.
He started instantly making literal death threats. My stop luckily came up. He followed me out of the car to fight me. I didn’t even notice it. Luckily I went inside to buy something. I was the counter when he came from behind me, pushed me, started going for a fight.
I told the clerk to call the police because I didn’t want to fight that scrawny junkie, because while he may not remember me I’ve drunk with him once. A former neighbour who had done 10 years for murder. Pretty okay dude, I only felt threatened once when someone stole 500g of meth from him and he thought I might have let someone into the storage rooms. I hadn’t.
Anyway, that’s who this guy used to be friend with.
So I don’t want take my chances in getting stuck with some rusty knife.
So yeah, that shit does happen. That’s just the most recent example, from a few weeks ago.
Go to any of the major cities and take the worst buslines for a day or two or just on the weekend.