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The other day, on my way to the bus, I encountered one of the... scariest and funniest people ever.
I was walking with a group of friends from my social studies class; Stina, Josefine, Linnea, Arijana and Siri. It was (as it still is) a lot of snow out, real slushie as it gets in the winter time. And all of the sudden, I hear someone calling "Hey you, in the green jacket!", so I turn around, seeing a really short girl/young woman coming towards me.
Her (in the bitchiest voice eve - I swear, she'd put Julia to shame): Just so you know, you slash water and shit all over people with those pants. My boots are dirty now, thanks to you.
Me: *looking down at my baggy jeans* Umm... sorry?
Her: Yeah, you should really think about that; you shouldn't walk so fast when you walk in front of people.
Me: Umm...
Stina: What did she just say?
Me: I have no fucking idea.
#1: If you don't want your precious $500 boots to get dirty, you really shouldn't wear them in GOTHENBURG in the middle of the fucking WINTER.
#2: How scary is it that she cares about that? Fuck world poverty. Screw war. Why do we even care about finding a cure for cancer when there are BOOTS getting DIRTY?
And the fun didn't even stop at that.
When I was supposed to get on the bus to go up to the horses, my card beeped in the machine. I have a so-called increased semestercard, which is supposed to work every day, 24-7 for an entire semester. Costs a fucking fortune, but when you commute as much as me, it's the only choice.
So, when it beeped, the chaffeur told me that semestercards don't work in the week-ends. I told him that it was an increased semestercard (which it even says on the back, if he would have bothered to look) and that it worked fine on the tram that morning. All he said was that that wasn't possible, and that I couldn't travel on that card. I might have been a little childish and said something stupid to him, but I did get off the bus and went to their customer service, where they told me that there was nothing wrong with the card and that it was probably something wrong with the machine instead. By that time, the bus was gone and I was stuck at the terminal for another hour, waiting for the next one. I fucking hate Västtrafik.