It strikes me that few of the people I encounter on the bus have any idea how to sit properly.
Most of the seats on a standard MTA bus are forward-facing, and arranged in pairs. The proper way to sit in these seats is to walk in crab-style, that is, sideways, body facing forward. When situated directly in front of an empty seat, one bends one's knees and lowers one's behind gently onto the seat.
That's how I sit. I was raised properly, that is, not by wolves.
The way almost everyone else does this sitting thing: Find an empty seat. Stand sideways in the aisle and quickly aim one's voluminous ass downward, roughly toward the seat. Drop all 350-lbs of weight heavily onto seat/slam backpack into passenger in window seat. Scootch butt around to face forward. Or not.
Sometimes this technique works, but most of the time that giant ass (if no backpack is present) lands partly on the person already seated by the window. Occasionally, but not very often, there is a "oh, sorry," but most of the time the offending Ass-Owner is annoyed at finding another person already in the seat.
Just about every morning and afternoon, I am treated to the view of at least one giant ass headed my way. Occasionally it's a smaller ass. But it's always an ass.
Posted by theminx on MTA Diaries.
