Mood:
irritatedNow Playing: The Headmaster Ritual- The Smiths
Topic: The Idiots.
There I was on the bus, minding my own business and reading a book. I was relaxed and happy, the ideal state for the day ahead. Then disaster struck!
A particularly irritating work colleague got on the bus. I did my best to hide, but to no avail. Rudely disregarding the fact I was reading, they sat down beside me and started wittering on about their empty and pointless life. I continued to read, hoping that they would take the hint. Instead of shutting the fuck up and sitting somewhere else, they continued to ignore my well known hatred of unnecessary physical contact and started asking me if I was alright. When I asked why they thought I wasn't all right. They replied 'because your reading and not saying much.' I asked if they'd ever tried reading and holding a conversation at the same time. That didn't shut them up either, in fact it just started them wittering on about the reading habits of their horrible child.
I'm starting to think the #12:50 taxi fare to work might be worth it.
Posted by Clairwil
at 6:53 PM BST
