one day commute

so the car is broken, which meant today i had to go to work on public transport. i was not impressed. i don’t like commuters and i don’t much like trains and tubes.

people are all in a stupid rush, they push, shove and step on your toes, some smell, some smell real bad

who decided to put carpets on trains? yuk. can you imagine the filth that lies in those carpets. it’s all rather sticky and dirty. there’s greasy hair marks on the windows. the windows are so small there’s never enough fresh air to clear the stinky stagnant warm air

some men feel the need to sit with their legs so wide apart its unnatural. i guess they are showing us what big bollocks they must have. some have the need to hold their newspapers a full arms length and as wide as physically possible, perhaps they are making sure we all know that they can read, well at least look at pictures

young girls are yapping away on mobiles which largely consists of “he said, then she said”

people don’t wait for people to get off before they are pushing their way on, insane. people wait at the same spot on the platform, and get on at the same door everyday, sit in the same carriage, same seat if they can. no one says hello, even thought they have seen each other every day for the last 5 years!

people stand far too close. they breath on you, cough and fucking sneeze on you. i don’t like strangers involuntary exchanging germs on me. i don’t like people’s ruck sacks being shoved in my face, or elbows in my back. i don’t like people leaning right over me to hold a bar either. i like space. i like my own space, and no one else in that space apart from me.

thank the lord the car got fixed today