Wednesday, July 15, 2009
Ick alert
I am on a different train today and just had to report on seeing the hairiest pair of legs on a woman ever! You're not a cat nor do you live in the jungle - get a razor! Ewh, icky. I won't be getting this train again if that's the type of person who travels on it...
Thursday, June 25, 2009
Promises by Boz
I will never, willingly, take Boz Jr on public transport until it has learnt not to cry, scream and miaow loudly and randomly in public. If there's no other way to get where I'm going then I just won't go.
If I am ever forced against my will to take Boz Jr on public transport and it's not asleep, I will spend the whole time sat in the vestibule area to ensure we don't disturb the other passengers.
Of course, Boz Jr will quickly learn the value and importance of sometimes sitting quietly so this won't be an issue for long.
If I am ever forced against my will to take Boz Jr on public transport and it's not asleep, I will spend the whole time sat in the vestibule area to ensure we don't disturb the other passengers.
Of course, Boz Jr will quickly learn the value and importance of sometimes sitting quietly so this won't be an issue for long.
Monday, June 22, 2009
Shame on you
The woman opposite on the train this morning annoyed me no end.
She appeared to be attempting to do her expenses on her laptop and was making a complete hash of it - receipts everywhere, with numbers written on then scribbled out then written on again. She ended up with ink on her face, which was at least mildly amusing.
Then she annoyed me directly by asking me to move my bag off the table in case it fell on her things. Firstly, I'd moved my bag from the seat in case anyone needed to sit down. Secondly, I'm not in the habit of allowing my possessions to fly around the carriage. And thirdly, why? Might it mess up her oh-so-perfect filing system?
Anyway, you don't get to be haughty like her if you're on the 7.30 train. The train for people who overslept or who had trouble getting up because they're a pregnant cat with a bad cold. It's the train of shame and there should be a more caring and sharing attitude.
She appeared to be attempting to do her expenses on her laptop and was making a complete hash of it - receipts everywhere, with numbers written on then scribbled out then written on again. She ended up with ink on her face, which was at least mildly amusing.
Then she annoyed me directly by asking me to move my bag off the table in case it fell on her things. Firstly, I'd moved my bag from the seat in case anyone needed to sit down. Secondly, I'm not in the habit of allowing my possessions to fly around the carriage. And thirdly, why? Might it mess up her oh-so-perfect filing system?
Anyway, you don't get to be haughty like her if you're on the 7.30 train. The train for people who overslept or who had trouble getting up because they're a pregnant cat with a bad cold. It's the train of shame and there should be a more caring and sharing attitude.
Tuesday, June 16, 2009
Crazy lady
Does that girl not know how absolutely ridiculous she looks in her reflective sunglasses, nodding along to her music like some kind of demented nodding dog? She's been doing it for an hour now and I'm not the only one looking at her. She's also been laughing out loud at text messages, which Boz would never, ever do.
Thursday, June 04, 2009
Strange happenings
Bizarrely, Boz appears to be having a baby.
This is bizarre on three counts. One - everyone though Boz was a neutered male... Two - surely Boz should be having a kitten rather than a baby (still hoping that might be the case, actually). And three - who knew you could get pregnant just by sitting on a train all day?
This means that at some point I will be able to stick my bulging belly in the face of some lazy, fat man to demand he lets me sit down. Ha!
It also means that at some point Boz won't be commuting pending the imminent arrival of Boz Jr and so will have to find something else to write about. Dilemma.
This is bizarre on three counts. One - everyone though Boz was a neutered male... Two - surely Boz should be having a kitten rather than a baby (still hoping that might be the case, actually). And three - who knew you could get pregnant just by sitting on a train all day?
This means that at some point I will be able to stick my bulging belly in the face of some lazy, fat man to demand he lets me sit down. Ha!
It also means that at some point Boz won't be commuting pending the imminent arrival of Boz Jr and so will have to find something else to write about. Dilemma.
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