Today whilst on the bus home from a hard day’s work (I’m lying a bit, I was there for two hours and it wasn’t exactly gruelling) I saw a few people taking photos of the bus I was on. I had never seen this before. Trains, yes. But busses? Nope. Never!

Thinking nothing of it, I carried on reading my paper and listening to my music. Then, a few stops before mine I saw this flashing light. Had I reached the end? Is this how I’m going out? On a bus? Or was it lightening? Neither. It was neither. It was more people taking photos of the bus!

Now, if these people actually went on the bus they would quite possibly be disappointed. It smelt of damp and other delightful smells. Even the outside of it looked like something from some kind of historic battle. So why on earth were they taking photos of this bus?

I will never know, nor will I understand why someone feels the need to take photos of public transport. Are they taking photos of it so they know what one looks like because they are never on time? The reasons why seem to be quite endless don’t they.

I hate having my photo taken. I seem to pull the most disturbing face when a camera is shoved in front of my face. I think most of my friends are camera obsessed. You know what I look like; you don’t need to take my photo every time we see each other. I suppose I should start worrying if one was to make a cardboard cut-out out of a photo of me. There are words for people like that.

Wherever we go, we are being photographed or filmed. It’s like being famous but without the money. Maybe we should all start posing in a flamboyant manner every time we are near a CCTV camera, provide some amusement for the spam sandwich eating loner who watches them all day. If you wish to be rebellious with your pose, flash a body part- you may get arrested for this, so don’t say you weren’t warned.

I’ll admit I do take photos of gigs that I go to, but I’m not one of these annoying creatures who film the whole gig, and put it up on the internet for everyone to see- then apologise for the shite quality. It’s shite quality because everyone around you was having a good time and you were being knocked around because you stood there like a corpse filming the gig you wanker!

You know what the most annoying part is? When you are stood enjoying the gig and some complete and utter twat pushes their arm right in front of you, presses zoom on their overpriced camera and film it. You are there at the gig. Feck those who weren’t!  People like this should be banned from gigs. Another thing I hate is people ringing me from gigs, all I can hear is the baseline and a bunch of people screaming. If I wanted to hear that, I’d stand outside a bloody nightclub. I also hate being told to ring people from gigs. Why don’t you buy a ticket you cheap bastard?!

I’m 22 years old. Should I be this angry? Well, it’s not my fault that society is populated by voyeuristic twits is it!