They are people like that who make me glad that I have my own car! lol.
When I did take the bus, there were people who constantly picked on kids. It made me sick to see! I was the oldest on my bus during my sophomore year (I started driving to school during my junior and senior year) and there was this one kid who assumed he was "Mr. Big-Shot". He was like some naive fifth grader. He attempted to push me out of my seat in the back.
I was like, "what the "h e double sticks"? rofl. He comes to the back of the bus and says to me in quick diction, "Get out of that seat, let me sit there." I laughed and told him, "Uh, yeah...no" lol. (there was an empty seat in front of me - I directed him there). He had the NERVE to grab my book bag and throw it into the aisle.
Dude was I mad now! lol. I looked at him and told him that he had better pick my bag up now and sit down in that seat in front of me before there was any trouble. (This was with anger in my voice and anyone who knows me KNOWS it takes a lot to get me mad -- this wasn't the first time this kid had tried to pull the crap on me and when he touched MY personal property and threw it on the ground like that, I was MAD! lol).
He then said "NO!" and and tried to push ME into the aisle. I started laughing that this 5th grader...who I didn't even know, tried to push me, a 10th grader into the bus aisle. He failed to get me out of the seat...in fact, he failed to budge me rofl...and at this point everyone in the back of the bus was yelling at him to get the "h e double hockey sticks" out of the back of the bus because he was being too imature. He looked at me and said, "push in".
He wanted to share a seat with me...the person he has successfully angered lol...
He sat down and shoved me to the window...I shoved him out of the seat! (I know, that was kind of mean and I regret doing it -- because then his face turned red and he FINALLY sat in the empty seat)...while I feel bad that I shoved him into the aisle...he was asking for it!!! I mean, you don't take someone's stuff and throw it hard like that into the aisle...what if I had something fragile in there? The bus driver made him sit in the front of the bus from then on and gave him a few bus tickets. I can't tell you how bad I felt about pushing him like that (my conscious is terribly weak! rofl) but I'm not gonna lie, it was nice to finally shut him up!
