If you're stood up, even behind some others, you get off sooner as you don't get stuck behind the cretins getting the wardrobes full of bricks out of the luggage racks. Once you're off the train I find waving a big knife around magically clears a path to the lifts or escalators.How does that avoid the crowd? If the train is crowded then you're going to struggle to get to the doors. If the platform's crowded then you're just first off into the horde of slavering zombie like idiots drooling to themselves as they wait for the magic doors to open.
Better to wait and hide behind a big man who can clear a path for you. And you get to sit down for a few more vital seconds.
Yes, I don't really carry a knife when I'm commuting.You're fibbing again, aren't you.
A nice seat?
Singing badly at that hour of the day deserves the death penalty.You are the most grumpy person I have ever read.
There are a whole range of things which, when I rule the world, will become capital offences. For example, walking too slowly (unless they are young, old or infirm).Hardly.
I literally don't know what to say.You are the most grumpy person I have ever read.
I know, that's how amazing it is. You might possibly be the only person on this board even grumpier than me. I mean, probably not. But you might be.That's a first.
Oh shut up you grumpy old bugger.I don't think either of us are particularly grumpy.
That barleymow, however. My word.
It wasn't intended to. See, you're being grumpy right now because I haven't posted what you think I should post.The post you've quoted isn't an example of grumpiness.
We can only hope her injuries aren't life- changing ones and she recovers soon to get the help she needs.