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I'm normally a very placid person, and am only just learning to be more assertive/stand up for myself. I really really hate confrontation. Today, however, I was completely taken aback at how much I was angered by someone on the train. The person in question had accused me of pushing into her. (I was trying to get past as she was completely blocking the aisle.) Quite out of character, I started really having a go at the woman, as I was so gobsmacked by her rudeness and general unwillingness to let me past.
It was almost like an out of body experience, and in my head I was thinking "why don't you shut up!", but the words kept coming out my mouth nonetheless. I'm still fuming about it, and when I got off the train I was having to fight the tears. I'm sure I must have looked like an idiot.
What is it about situations like this that can stir up such rage in us? As I type, I'm still reeling from the experience...
It was almost like an out of body experience, and in my head I was thinking "why don't you shut up!", but the words kept coming out my mouth nonetheless. I'm still fuming about it, and when I got off the train I was having to fight the tears. I'm sure I must have looked like an idiot.
What is it about situations like this that can stir up such rage in us? As I type, I'm still reeling from the experience...
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Move to London, if you're not already there, you will fit in well!
I was on the tube!
Jubilee line? That is where I find the worst people...
District :mad::mad:. I used to get Jubilee in my last job, but I did flexi-time so it wasn't that bad after about 9ish. I also HATE the central line.
I try not to get on it these days it annoys me too muc. Just be as rude as you like to people on the tube
I've had countless incidents and confrontations over the years - a few of which have resulted in blows being exchanged.
One I recall was when I was on a packed tube and some idiot decided to jump onto the carriage at the last minute - slamming into my back and causing my neck to jolt. I turned around in a rage and punched him square in the face. Maybe an over-reaction. Perhaps due to being deprived of oxygen - who knows?
Anyway - it's amazing how a packed carriage can suddenly produce 20 sq ft of space when an incident like this occurrs.
OK, you first post I could understand, but this suggests maybe you should discuss with a professional. Wanting to assault people for breathing is not normal behaviour.
Having said this, I was on a train last night (Paddington->Bristol) and was trying to get 40 winks, except the person in the seat behind me was playing rubbish R&B music on their phone - not through earphones, but on the speaker! I don't understand why people cannot cope on a 90 minute train journey quietly! What do they think is going to happen to them if they go a few hours without music?
I was! The thing is, I don't think that particular situation warranted quite so much vitriol and rage on my part. I certainly felt like a wally as soon as I got off the train.
I was joking (sort of) about wanting to punch people.
Agreed.
Worrying.
A ridiculous over-reaction, I'd say, and you should think yourself lucky you weren't charged with assault. The other person should have been more considerate, but you should also be able to control yourself.
People were no doubt clamouring to get away from the person willing to turn round and assault someone without a second thought.
R.A.T.M.
You're not alone in that! The last time was about 4 months ago and it went from flash to bang in about 15 seconds, bloody drunken idiot was being abusive to everyone :rolleyes:
I suppose you'd have had to have been there just to realise how irritating and annoying the whole episode was.
I sympathise . People can become very aggressive in situations like this.
You've made me feel so much better fitnessqueen:). And thanks to everyone else who shared their stories. I would never normally under any circumstances be so confrontational - in fact, I'm always that person who wishes they'd said something and thinks of a witty retort hours/days after the event. For some reason that woman really upset me - I think she was deliberately being difficult, and wanted to make me look an idiot...I still don't know what got into me though. Normally, I wouldn't rise to the bait and would just ignore someone like that.. I was already in a bad mood, and it is Monday...but still.
Is it wrong... but I had to laugh so much at that comment...
i could smell the alcohol too. filthy mouth on her. i dont care how well she is doing stateside i told her. she did not like that. when i got off the train i shouted
"and I like Fearne Cotton better than you" oh the icy look she gave me before the expletives came
never mess with The Tornado would be my message to tv presenters:mad:
Only lately I've started biting back when people p*ss me off.
We've been having problems with groups of youths hanging around and causing trouble outside our flat, right by our front door. For ages I just came and went, completely ignoring them because I was too scared to say anything.
One day last week they started laughing at my sister as we came out our door (she has physical and learning disabilities) calling her a 'retard', something snapped inside and I launched a verbal attack on them. I called them 'lazy chavs' and asked if they had homes to go to, and stop intimidating a household of females, if they were men they'd pick on someone their own size. I got a load of abuse back, of course, but they haven't returned
Apparently you could hear the quiver in my voice and I was visibly shaking like a leaf, but I was loud and stood my ground. I'm quite proud of myself for that, little me taking on 5 ugly chavs built like brickhouses
Good for you, summerain. Your reason for standing up for yourself is rather more commendable than mine, I must say, but it does feel good to do it regardless. Those chavs sound pathetic.
Thanks it was such an adrenaline rush, although scary I felt so much better afterwards. Like you said, it was almost and out of body experince, I knew it was me shouting but at the same time I couldn't believe it was me.
Everything makes me angry, but I have to speak out when it comes to manners
my favourite rage moment though was when we were waiting at a crossing, the light went red, and the green man came up, my missus stepped out in to the road as you do, and a car bombed through coming within a whisker of her.
there was another set of traffic lights 50 metres up the road, that had cars stopped at it so this car could not carry on and had to stop.
I sprinted up the road, blind with rage, opened the car door to the offender and screamed that if I ever saw them going through a red light again I would "effing kill them"
it was only then that I realised the offender had been a small mr magoo looking old man, who had probably just voided his bowels
I felt so guilty
my other gripe is w**kers who drive through puddles to splash pedestrians. If I go past puddles, I always make sure I have a pound coin in my hand ready to throw as hard as I can at the windows/paintwork
So i was standing in my uniform in the middle of the 6 seater holding my suitcase, and now all the seats were taken. My stuff which was on the seat i was originally on had been shoved to one side by this assh*le woman. I now had nowhere to put my bag as my seat had been taken. I was fuming so i stepped over peoples feet to put it by the bin in the aisle (out of the way). As i was doing this someone tried to shove past me and said "stupid f*cking place to stand with a suitcase".
Then i lost my temper. I yelled at the arrogant prick who tried to push past me, swore at him till he was bright red in the face, dumped my suitcase under the bin, then went back to the six seater (where my handbag and small case still were). I was raging (the whole carraige was watching me now) and just said "Can you get your fat arse off my stuff" grabbed my bag and my book and stood up. I then waved at the woman who had sat on my stuff and seat and the man who poked me, as they were staring and said something along the lines of "is it ok if i stand here, feel free to use me as a leg rest".
When i got off the train at gatwick my captain for the flight had been on the same carraige, and was laughing at the fact i had done it in my uniform, and the people's faces when i flipped. Thank god he had a sense of humour, or i probably would have been fired!