I hate the bus :(
This morning on the bus we got stuck in seats that weren't our usual ones. The seat on front of mine was broken so that it was permanently leaned back. If that wasn't enough, I discovered about five minutes into the bus ride that my bottom seat cushion was soaked in some kind of vile smelling liquid. I was trapped there for 45 minutes unable to do anything about the foul substance slowly soaking into my coat and pants. I have been reading Dracula and in the book they describe a room in Dracula's house that smelled so bad that "as [they] were opening the door a faint, malodorous air seemed to exhale through the gaps, but none of [them] ever expected such an odour as [they] encountered." This seat smelled like that room. You may display your overwhelming sympathy in the comments section below.