Get a grip, people

Categories: life-and-musings

Date: 11 May 2009 18:59:26

I don't normally take the Tube in the evening - everyone's hot and cross and I see no reason for making everyone hotter and crosser, so I walk from Oxford Circus to Liverpool St, thus saving gym fees as well. This evening, I had Stuff to Do, like laundry, and phoning my grandma, and knitting, so I thought "I shall get the Tube. It will be quicker, and I might even get a seat. Woo."

So I got the Tube, and I even got a seat (woo).

Got to Bank, and the raised voices started.

"What you shove me for?"

[unclear]

"Don't you [deleted-but-it-started-with-F] swear at me!"

[unclear]

And then suddenly I'm in a mass brawl of angry pushing shoving shouting people who are really quite angry and shouty indeed. Remember those cartoon fights where it's a whirl of dust with the occasional fist or foot flying out? It was like that.

I ran away. I am officially No Good in a Fight.

For the love of God, people, get a grip! It's a Tube train! If this one's too busy, there'll be another one along in a minute (and even a Central Line minute is only 90 seconds. Waiting for 90 seconds never killed anyone yet). And if someone steps on your foot, it doesn't really matter in the grand scheme of things. There are huge gaps on the platforms at Bank, an angry shove in the wrong place at the wrong moment and someone could be badly hurt.

Your little violent outburst probably didn't make you feel any better and caused hundreds of people to be horribly delayed on their journey home - was it really worth it?

Now, if you'll excuse me, the nice ladies at Lush prescribed one of these after I went in and cried all over them, so I'm going to run myself a nice bath, pour myself a glass of wine, and hide for a bit.

(Apologies for lack of funny, I was quite badly frightened. It will all be hilarious tomorrow, I'm sure).