Commuting, It's A Tiring Process

When I boarded the train the other morning I have to admit I was confronted by something that I've not seen before, a woman asleep on the train. Yes I know that's pretty regular, so it sounds like I'm talking crap but this was bizarrely different. She was asleep lying across three seats...

Okay, I get she's tired but who the hell tries to lie down and sleep on an early morning, and crazy busy, commuter train...? Thankfully my usual seat was free so I got myself settled down and stuck my headphones on. Until the guy next to me pointed out it was a great idea and more people should do it. Heh heh, very funny, oh you're serious? Wait, what?! This is your idea of a great idea? Um, weird?

I just said she wouldn't make it to Waterloo without being moved and he seemed confused by this attitude. Well let's think about this. It's eight o'clock, the train is usually rammed to the point of uncomfortable standing room only by the time we leave Surbiton and you really think no one is going to tell her to move? Aw bless, you're new at this aren't you?

Funnily enough Surbiton rolled around and she was woken up and asked to move. I just smiled quietly to myself, shame for her disturbed sleep but I wasn't remotely surprised, well beyond the fact that she was woken very politely by someone rather than just being barked at to shift the hell out the way!

"Oh well it looks like you were right," says matey boy next to me. I smiled politely at him and didn't really say anything. "But," he continued. "I do think it was rather rude of whoever woke her up to have done that, people should respect that she was obviously very tired and left her to sleep!"

...?! I'm not often gobsmacked into silence but that did it! The other commuter was rude? To ask her to only take up one seat on a busy train rather than three?
Am I missing something here? Personally I'd say it would be more rude to expect people to stand so you can occupy three seats when the train is packed to the doors. I mean no one was rude, she was asked to move and she did, everything was very civil and friendly. But seriously I don't get this guy's stance, I just don't. Actually I find it truly screwy and fucked up to have that point of view.

Opinions? What would you have done in either person's place? I know commuting into London does impact your sensibilities about other people on the same train/tube but I'm sure I'm still clinging onto enough sanity to have the right view on this surely!!

Pub Morons

It is my habit lately, given there's a pub soooo close to the station, to stop off for a drink on my way home. It's a nice chill out off the train and who doesn't like an end of day drink? Most of the time my husband is only half an hour behind me so it also means we can meet up for a drink without a load of people around and grab a little bit of "us" time.

Tonight I knew he wasn't about but given that I am still spending most of my spare time writing and I had my current notebook with me I thought I'd stop off anyway. Couple of glasses of wine, bit of writing, and then home in time for when my father in law gets to ours, sorted.

Tonight it was fairly busy, but I managed to find a table in the back of the pub and set up my iPad, notebook, and of course my wine. The next table over from me was occupied by four youngish lads, at a guess I would say twenty one or so, and they were talking pretty loudly. As much as this bugs a lot of people I personally don't mind given that I'm plugging my headphones in and normally I wouldn't have given them so much as a second glance BUT as I sat down they started swearing at some guy who had asked them to be a little quieter.

"Yeah, yeah, keep fucking walking mate," was the delightful first thing I heard. I did decide though to ignore my instincts to call them out for the tossers they were being and put my head into what I was doing. Not for long though.

Next thing I hear is them talking really loudly about how much money they need off each other, all headed for one guy sat the opposite side of the table from me. My interest (read nosiness) piqued I started to pay a little more attention, and worked out really damn quick that they were arranging to buy themselves some coke.

Okay, I do not give a tiny rat's tushy if people want to buy drugs of any description, but for fuck's sake maybe talk about it a little quieter?! I had my headphones on and music playing but I could still hear them clearly enough to work out what they were up to. And then to round it off one of them started on about how the guy behind the bar is a dealer. Um, that would be a mate of mine and no he's fucking not... What the hell?!

First time in years I have actually moved to get away from people. Aforementioned friend asked why I'd moved and I had to share the description of the frickin douchebags for comedy value!!

Simple lesson. Do what you want, but shouting about drugs in a pub? Good way to get barred. Bunch of raging dickshits, that generation is screwed if that's the best it has to offer!! I give up!! *facepalm*

Road Runner

Okay so I'm currently working in Southwark, and as I like to get back earlier I take the tube the whole ONE MINUTE to Waterloo, I know lazy right? Well I got reminded of my laziness tonight just as I walked out of the office, but thankfully in a way that made me laugh out loud in the street.

Normal day, nothing to report really and then as I left my office building and walked down Southwark Street I saw a runner heading towards me. Damn, now I feel lazy I helpfully think. As he nears and passes me I realise he is running along with his mouth wide open, picture the human version of a Humpback whale just cruising along mouth wide open to catch krill, yep that's about what it looked like! Seriously very weird and after he passed I turned to look at him as he ran on by giving him somewhat of a quizzical look another woman on the street looked at me and laughed.

"I know, weird wasn't it? But to be fair he had nothing on the laugh I got from the look on your face..."

Hurrah, I'm lightening people's days! :)