Here we go again. An empty carriage and who do I get sat pretty much next to me? Yes, the skinhead who keeps loudly huffing and puffing and sighing whilst talking aggressively to no-one.
Here’s a selection if what he’s saying…out loud…with only me as an audience.
“for fuck’s sake!”
“I don’t want to”
“fuck it!” (threw his drinks bottle down at that point!)
So, a nice relaxing journey to work then; not at all tense and uncomfortable for me to have a snooze…
:)))) Was he Mr. Tourette? Chicken! F***! Cluck cluck!