Another crazy bus lady

[goodasgold]

I got on the bus with dd2 and ds3 yesterday. I took dd out of their double puschair to sit next to me, whilst ds slept in the pushchair.

Dd gets excited and starts to say/shout hello to every car and motorbike and ask me questions about where the bus is going. She is 2 and 4 months.

The 70 year old lady across the aisle asks me if dd can be a bit quieter, so I ask dd to hush, but don't really bollock her. After about 5-10 mins the old lady says 'look I've asked you once, can you make her quiet, I was on the bus first it was peaceful until you got on with your pushchair the size of a ...'

At this point the lady who works in the bakery in the village I live in said 'shes too little to make quiet' and the old lady said 'she was old enough for a smack and that she would grow up to have children outside of marriage and seek consolation in drink and drugs'

I put a brave face on it, but when I got off the bus I cried.

My dh said that I should have said something back, but what?

Not really asking wibu, just what would you do?

If you can be bothered to read so much, cheers!

How's about

"Someone here smells of wee, and I've just changed her / his nappy"

or

"You don't like noise eh? Then maybe you'd be better off not on PUBLIC TRANSPORT and take a taxi instead"

Chin up. That old lady was alone for a reason - you got off the bus with two people who worship you!

It is a pity they do that KM - because politeness is all many of them have left! And as they age, they rely more and more on people's kindness.

I love the oldies round here, they are always so sweet to my dc, this one is cast from a different mould though, and I'm not sure what I could say to her without alienating her peer group. I think even in 60 years when I'm not being polite, I will still like little childrens chatter. I'll probably be here, so you can cast it up to me if I grumble!

Ah yes, the mountains. Tis a hard old life. Did you read Peig Sayers' book 'Peig' yet?

sorry goodasgold Xposts, my last post was to KM

I've only met nice old ladies also - except my own mother that is!!!

Peig Sayers - was an old Biddy who lived in Ventry and went off and married a man from the Blasket Islands in 1873 - 1958 or something like that: here she is here. She's satirised in An Beál Bocht - the poor mouth - by Flann O Brien.

Everyone in ireland over a certain age has read peig - she was on the (compulsory irish) curriculum (yawwwwn) and mostly everyone who has been to kerry gets terrible flashbacks of her hideousness!

If I never hear the name Peig Sayers again it will be too soon.

No - left Mayo as soon as my puncture was repaired!

It's mountainy there as well, so apart from having to tip the pedals in Athlone and give them a bit of a push again in Kilbeggan, I freewheeled to Dublin.

You are right KM, there are a few people left in Mayo, there have to be if you think about it, otherwise the country would tip over. But not sure who it is on here...

Ta, tis the moon you know, I'm just channeling.

I've just had a lovely cup of tea, and am going to hit the hay - g'night!

Poor Goodasgold. In my mind I would've said "Fuck off and die you shrivelled up old prune" but in reality I wouldn't. I had a similar old woman in the post office the other day. My daughter and some of her chums were laughing at the rack of birthday cards during the almost half an hour wait in the queue. They were perfectly well behaved, they just made some noise, and it wasn't even hurt-your-eardrum-noise. This nasty old lady started talking...to nobody in particular... about how todays children are so spoilt and need a good smack. The only person who made eye contact with her was me and I gained satisfaction simply by staring at her without smiling or responding to her. In fact, I think I looked a bit horrified. She shut up shortly afterwards.

How on earth do you quieten down a two year old !! silly cow

Maybe next time give her a little smack for being rude but remind her that she's too old for kids out of wedlock so she will have to go and sin some other way!

Tell her to take a taxi if she wants to be transported in peace. Nasty old bint.

I would have started singing REALLY FUCKING LOUDLY

"THE WHEELS ON THE BUS GO ROUND AND ROUND"

ad nauseum til I had to get off

and not sung the next verse but the same one over and over again

lol at wheels on the bus.