There were four women who obviously work in the same office on my train going home tonight. Somewhere near their office they were filming some kind of wedding scene from the latest Fantastic Four movie. How do I know this you ask?
Well, that would be because they screeched about it at the decibel level of jet aircraft almost all the freaking way home. Seriously. Why do some people think that everyone wants to hear what they have to say (and cackle). I’m sure a whole bunch of fellow commuters were slumped in THEIR chairs in post work exhaustion wanting to beat them into silence like me.
I read the same damn paragraph in my book at least twelve times silently screaming SHUT. THE. FUCK. UP. and fantasizing about standing up, forcing open the doors and pushing them out mid-track. Too extreme?
The kicker was, these weren’t the usual teenage types, these were women of oh, say around 40ish!