We were both surprised and glad to see that the local authorities in Vienna provide the implements for punishing troublemakers on the public transport.
Like this belt we saw on the tram:
(The canes, paddles and so on must have been stored separately in the other carriage.)
Lol, and they also provide a conveniently placed seat where the troublemaker can place their hands as they bend over. How very considerate.
Apparently naughty girls hope that they’ll be punished on a straight stretch of track. When the trams go round corners, there’s a real risk of the belt wrapping as their disciplinarian loses their balance…
I think it’s one of those lift up seats and all the other implements are stored inside.
And maybe there’s a special button one can press, which causes the driver to stop right by the next birch tree he sees en route??
That’s so convenient. We have laptop pillows on our trains, so that naughty people can be bent over them for more efficient spankings.
Or you can use them to put your laptop computer on, I suppose.
Hugs,
Hermione
Lol! In Holland you have little tables attached to the walls between the seats, which would probably be very convenient for bending over. No belts though. I’ll write to the manager, suggesting they put some on the little hooks you’re supposed to put your jackets on. Plus some other interesting implements… all in the name of art and freedom of.. uh.. something.
Yikes. I’ll be thinking about that during my train journey tomorrow, especially when I return later on in the day with a fresly whacked bottom… And really, those trams of yours should have some kind of a support for the tops to stop them losing their balance you know! If only to stop the poor girls from fainting from laughing so hard when the person whacking them rolls around on the floor.
Kate’s going to be getting a ‘freshly whacked bottom’? Hope you had fun 😉 And hope you wriggled in suitable discomfort on the train journey home!
Don’t worry Abel, I certainly had fun. Never imagined I could play such an obedient school girl! But it was hilarious to see the guy trying to find new excuses to whack me! What with my milk bottles for legs and the fact I hadn’t been whacked for quite some time, I now have a rather impressive set of marks from an evil stick that somehow got involved… But I hardly ever experience any discomfort later on, which sucks, sorta.