Another rant, you lucky lucky, patient people.
Just a short whinge about someone who thinks that the fact that they own a blackberry and wear heavy black frames on the tube makes them uber important darrrrling!
Not saying that everyone who owns a Blackberry and black framed specs is like this because your not, my moan is about this one particular lady of who I have the pleasure in sharing a tube with every other week.
She's probably late twenties to early thirties, swings her bag around when she gets on the tube to clear a walkway for her and her giant head and then tuts when she can't get a seat!
Oh yes, she's one of those. I'm sure you have all encounter one of these desirables on public transport.
[Not my photo]
The girl isn't old, pregnant or has any sign of a disability but she really gets annoyed when she can't plonk her boney arse & giant bag down whilst her elbows are out 90 angles as she rummages for her vasline with one hand and checks her BB with the other.
Today she brought an extra move out the bag.
On we got, she tried to push in front of everyone (must of saw a seat that didn't exist)
Stood and huffed and continuously looked around.
Tried to read the Metro whilst the tube was in motion and failed as she wasn't holding on to anything and fell into me.
No apology.
Then she finally decided after checking her BB for the millionth time, to put her bag on the floor
Shuffle backwards and LEAN ON ME!
The audacity of this woman!
So I made a series of tuts, throat clearing coughs and 'accidental' elbows in her back as the tube jostled about.
Luckily for her, I was getting off at Kings Cross. If wasn't getting of she would of felt the rath of my commuter rage.
Just a short whinge about someone who thinks that the fact that they own a blackberry and wear heavy black frames on the tube makes them uber important darrrrling!
Not saying that everyone who owns a Blackberry and black framed specs is like this because your not, my moan is about this one particular lady of who I have the pleasure in sharing a tube with every other week.
She's probably late twenties to early thirties, swings her bag around when she gets on the tube to clear a walkway for her and her giant head and then tuts when she can't get a seat!
Oh yes, she's one of those. I'm sure you have all encounter one of these desirables on public transport.
[Not my photo]
The girl isn't old, pregnant or has any sign of a disability but she really gets annoyed when she can't plonk her boney arse & giant bag down whilst her elbows are out 90 angles as she rummages for her vasline with one hand and checks her BB with the other.
Today she brought an extra move out the bag.
On we got, she tried to push in front of everyone (must of saw a seat that didn't exist)
Stood and huffed and continuously looked around.
Tried to read the Metro whilst the tube was in motion and failed as she wasn't holding on to anything and fell into me.
No apology.
Then she finally decided after checking her BB for the millionth time, to put her bag on the floor
Shuffle backwards and LEAN ON ME!
The audacity of this woman!
So I made a series of tuts, throat clearing coughs and 'accidental' elbows in her back as the tube jostled about.
Luckily for her, I was getting off at Kings Cross. If wasn't getting of she would of felt the rath of my commuter rage.
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