There is something very unsatisfying about working on a bank
holiday.
Really.
Now don’t get me wrong, there are an awful lot of worse
things you could be doing than working on a public holiday. Not having a job,
for instance, would be considerably worse. So just to be clear on this –
I’m
certainly not complaining. Much. Maybe just a small chunter – but nothing more
than that.
It’s just a bit unsatisfying that’s all.
I mean look at my tube train last week.
See – it’s just so wrong.
Who wants to have all that space? A choice of seats and
absolutely nobody’s crappy music within earshot? Rubbish! That photo was taken
at 07:30 on a Monday morning and look at it! I couldn’t even smell anybody.
Where’s the fun in that?
I certainly hope it won’t be like that this week.
Seeing everyone’s grumpy expressions as they squash in next
to me and try to educate me in the world of Hipperty-Hop through their
malfunctioning earphones, is much more like it.
There’s nothing like the smell of rancid armpit to set you up
for a good week’s work.
Happy days.
13 comments:
Down here in OZ lots of wide open spaces are the norm - but at least they're not surrounded by teeth!!!
I see that tongue very firmly wedged in your cheek, young man! (either that or you must have one terrific gumboil! :-o)
Daughter and I were in London on Saturday and it was surprisingly low on crowd numbers - even spare seats on the tube after we left the matinee at the theatre!
I expect everyone was recovering from the Jubilee the previous weekend - oh well, it made our day all the more enjoyable! ;-)
Rancid armpits indeed.. You talk about the loveliest things! I could go off you and be the "Ex" fan.
Pit pong first thing in the morning would have me hurling my breakfast
You are funny. You would think that the pit problem wouldn't actually hit until the ride home since one would hope that most people would have just put some deodorant moments before boarding. Just saying. LOL
Kathy
http://gigglingtruckerswife.blogspot.com
You are funny. You would think that the pit problem wouldn't actually hit until the ride home since one would hope that most people would have just put some deodorant moments before boarding. Just saying. LOL
Kathy
http://gigglingtruckerswife.blogspot.com
Red - there may be space but everything tries to et you in them!
Sue - yeah, specific times and specific lines were horrid at the weekend but apart from that it was empty. Lovely.
Frances - What and halve my readers :-)
Roly - You have to have a strong constitution to ride the underground
Kathy - you'd be surprised how often this is not the case !!
I forgot to say, Glen - one of the 'travellers' who shared a tube carriage with us on Saturday was a man dressed in a giant inflatable penis! I presume it was a stag 'do' - mildly funny but the coarse gestures and banter were perhaps uncalled-for, given there were small children about.
(I had to resist the urge to whip one of my earrings out and puncture his suit .....)
I miss the stinky tube!! You don't know what you've got 'til it's gone, Glen. You should try getting ANYWHERE in Sydney on PT and you will appreciate London's cranky old tube a whole lot more. x
Rancid armpits...Such a completely disgusting word combo. :P Doesn't sound like fun haha
We are of the same mind, my friend. :-)
Looking forward to your description of the next full train.
Pearl
Sue - That was me in my best going out clothes... :-)
Maxabella - I've been on it :)
Christina - It isn't
Pearl - You know I just don't think it needs saying
Ha...you made me smell my armpits
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