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F*cking nightmare of a bastard commute

Not exactly a public transport rant but a good old bloke has just gone mad at me for crossing a zebra crossing saying "he has priority of the road, stupid cunt."

Its not like he didn't see me, hell he wasn't even moving at the time. Bit rude.
 
More details? Was he in a car, were you on foot?

Nothing more annoying than some fucker driving over a zebra crossing as you get to it, happens way to often near mine.
 
I was on foot, he was in the car. Went off at me like I was holding him up and what not, even though there was traffic and he had no chance of going anywhere.
 
Not exactly a bastard bastard but the Northern line is absolutely steaming hot this week, and there are people in wool coats and scarves!! It makes me feel like I'm a really unusual sweat-monkey, but honestly I am not :hmm:
 
my local station seems to have acquired a resident fox

:)

They were working from home today

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It always appeared that every job I could ever have was within the square mile around Lloyd's, so I had resigned myself to 3 hour round-trip commutes until retirement. But an intriguing possibility to work on the south coast a 45 minute drive away has arisen. Halving my commute and not having to cram into shitty SouthWestern and shitty Waterloo and City trains certainly has an appeal.
 
It always appeared that every job I could ever have was within the square mile around Lloyd's, so I had resigned myself to 3 hour round-trip commutes until retirement. But an intriguing possibility to work on the south coast a 45 minute drive away has arisen. Halving my commute and not having to cram into shitty SouthWestern and shitty Waterloo and City trains certainly has an appeal.
Do it. Quality of life trumps pretty much everything. (says the man sat on a packed commuter train feeling sick).
 
It pays more and is a step up too, which makes it look like a no-brainer. There are other factors, though, as there always are.

I also have to get it first...
I'd seriously consider applying. It's not a bad drive (I think I know where it is, someone I know is at the old Friends Provident site in your game and that is an option for her when it shuts down)

I regularly drive for work these days and tbh I'd take 45 mins each way in the car listening to the radio over the journey to the city from Dorking every day.

Done that for years and quite happy I don't do it now, although I definitely miss being in London.
 
I used to drive to work in London , til about 2 years ago , worked on a housing estate so there was plenty of parking. Quite enjoyed it really , even the sitting in traffic bit :D but now at HQ there is limited parking :(
 
Super awks moment on tube. A scouse (?) woman said something to me which I missed, even after her repeating it...she says nvm so we go back to fiddling with our phones. Slowly dawns on me she's offering to kick someone out if their seat for me! I must look like death :( Of course I spend 4 stops debating whether to apologise, thank and explain I'm just hungover :facepalm: It's her fault for talking to me! What was she thinking? Mental.
 
this morning - 11 minutes late, track circuit problems in the twickenham area

this evening - 25 minutes late, congestion following earlier delays in the richmond area (think that means a general clusterfuck)

blargh

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One of those mornings that really reminds me why I don't want to take trains any more. 30 seconds later leaving the house than I feel comfortable with escalated by getting stuck behind someone doing 20-30mph down the country lanes, led to *just* missing various traffic lights led to missing the train by about 30 seconds. So now my 30 seconds late has turned into 30 minutes late. Fuck.
 
One of those mornings that really reminds me why I don't want to take trains any more. 30 seconds later leaving the house than I feel comfortable with escalated by getting stuck behind someone doing 20-30mph down the country lanes, led to *just* missing various traffic lights led to missing the train by about 30 seconds. So now my 30 seconds late has turned into 30 minutes late. Fuck.


heh, seems you do that thing too; a poodler in front, 28-30mph, never 31, oh fucking no. Then they get to the green light and are actually slowing down ffs, and bosh, the cunts go red, ARSEHOLE. Then a fucking L plate HGV comes through the lights and we have to now follow that as it crawls along the narrow streets, AND IT'S ALL YOUR FAULT YOU FUCKING SLOW WANKER IN YOUR PISSING HONDA PIECE OF SHIT :mad::mad::mad:


Other than that I'm a very calm driver...
 
Got through the first interview. Intensive lunchtime of being interviewed by both the FD and MD coming next Tuesday. Wish me luck...
They have made me an offer!

I think I'm going to take it, but it's never easy to leave a job behind, and particularly not one where you actually get on well with and respect your colleagues. That's a lot to give up.
 
No more waiting on a cold, wet platform, cramming on to the drain...just sat comfy in the warm, radio on and picking yer nose :cool:
 
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