I sat through a 90 minute commute with the same woman as always, and others, playing their phones out loudly.
To relax afterwards, I decided a nice cup of tea and croissant was in order, so off I went to the coffee shop.
My Mounjaro is playing havoc with my bowels and so a trip to the bathroom took place. As I was finishing up, the door handle went. They'll see the red engaged thing on the door, I thought, but nope, more trying of the door handle. Constant trying of the door handle for about 30 seconds. Thinking they'd realise someone was in and that's why the door wasn't opening and the red engaged thing on the door would be a sign the toilet was occupied, I didn't say something until I did. When I went out it was a woman about my age and no obvious signs of a learning disability or cognitive impairment. She just laughed and apologised.
Then on the way out of the coffee shop, there's an aisle and I stepped aside to let a man walk down from the entrance. He faffed about and didn't say thank you to me for waiting. I'm afraid I lost my cool and said in a raised voice, 'it's ok, take your time'
Then, on the next bus, more bloody noise from people's phones and a woman singing out of tune loudly!