Normally I dont have any problems riding public transport. I start work at 2pm so the trains are pretty empty at that time of day. This week however they are doing work on one of the stations and they all seem more packed that usual. Today however the whole car was filled by the Moomy brigade.
About 2 stops into my trip they got on, four mothers with 3 huge strollers and about 8 kids total. Two of the ones in the strollers were released. Of course the one little girl who was released (about 2yrs old) and her brother had to climb on the seat in front of me. And up and down the little girl climbed. The woman next to me, no relation to the kids, was grinning at her like an idiot the whole time which I believed just encouraged her. The other kids were running up and down the aisle. The mothers just talked to one another ignoring the brood.
Two stops later the real fun started. The door opened and the little girl noticed it and tried to take off through the door. Her mother was paying enough attention to grab her and pull her back in the train but there went the tantrum. Ive heard air-raid/tornado sirens that were quieter than she. The child screeched and stomped and fell on my foot and screeched some more. The mother just laughed and talked to her friend ignoring it all. Around me I saw I wasnt the only one cringing.
One stop later, and it was the longest ride between those two in my life, we all got off. Of course they had their strollers parked facing the doors. They got the kids in and rounded up and then realized that oops their arms are too short and they cant reach the door button over the massive sprog containers. A gentleman who had his umbrella with him (who knows why it is a lovely day) reached and poked the button with it.
We all finally managed to get out of the train but it was certainly work. Especially since the middle door on the train car we were in was out of order.
Right now I am just thankful that I wont be sharing a car with them on their return trip.