It must be winter.
It's cold, everyone's stuffy and miserable, and exactly zero people hustling past other people to get to the train give a fuck about personal space.
One of the many reasons I hate winter. It's too damned cold all around. Give me spring any day, at least there's less snot-imbued bulk to deal with.
Between the spaceman jackets, the overstuffed book bags, and the 300 lb gorillas wearing yoga pants that I can hear screaming for mercy, it's a wonder done people even bother.
"Too many oblivious people" should be a legitimate reason for tardiness and / or absence.
"Sorry, can't come in today. Too many obnoxious twatwaffles about. I'll be in as soon as it clears."
Come on, spring...
At least then I can amuse myself by trying to figure o out some of these fascinating creatures.
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