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I still can not stand "oblivious walkers" I came out of hammersmith tube this morning, everyone was in zombie mode... Managed to get off the tube after having to literally push passed a guy that had plenty of room to move.. Went for the steps, with seventy zillion others.. Was literally shoulder blocked by some guy that turned around and SHRUGGED... Made it up the stairs without tackling and head butting afore mentioned shoulder blocker!.. There is a "funnel" of about forty feet between the top of the shoulder block staircase and the barriers of death, no... I'm serious!!... If you get stuck in those things, you're buggered.
Anyway, the funnel, you have to make it through the funnel before you get to the B.O.D - this is where everyone is "on a mission"... They get that steely look in their eye, head towards the barrier at full tilt, but, not in an even line... See, there are about eight barriers, but people only go for one of them - they don't realise that there are eight, or, they MUST go to the first one, so I try and swim across the stream of oblivion to the outside gate, but it's weird.. You just get a load of blank stares, dirty looks and "you right mate" from the obligatory australians... Then they follow you with their gaze and realise what you're doing is actually smart! So - If you're not destroyed by the barriers of death and you actually make it across the concorse and out of the station, you're met by a million people all taking a "shortcut" through the shopping mecca that is Hammersmith (or, GlammerSmith to the locals) ...most of these people i swear have NEVER ever noticed that there are other people walking along at the same time, on the same footpath with them. So, you need to navigate around these folk, Women with prams, Business men furiously typing into their blackberries, Kids with absolutely no respect (Can you say knife crime?) etc etc et-flamin-cetera!.. Yeah, and then...AND THEN... There are the two lines that ALWAYS amaze me, use your daft, tiny pea styled brains morons... QUEUE UP ENGLAND, but please, do it along the frigging wall, not out, all the way across the path.. It's like a game of seven a side trying to get through these people - all they want is their bagel with a free and VERY rubbish coffee... Or, the people at the Tesco Smokes window... Does it get anymore chav than having a window for smokes?.. Yeah, so.. That's my morning... How was yours?!...
Me, In color... Don't mind a change from time to time.
Anyway, the funnel, you have to make it through the funnel before you get to the B.O.D - this is where everyone is "on a mission"... They get that steely look in their eye, head towards the barrier at full tilt, but, not in an even line... See, there are about eight barriers, but people only go for one of them - they don't realise that there are eight, or, they MUST go to the first one, so I try and swim across the stream of oblivion to the outside gate, but it's weird.. You just get a load of blank stares, dirty looks and "you right mate" from the obligatory australians... Then they follow you with their gaze and realise what you're doing is actually smart! So - If you're not destroyed by the barriers of death and you actually make it across the concorse and out of the station, you're met by a million people all taking a "shortcut" through the shopping mecca that is Hammersmith (or, GlammerSmith to the locals) ...most of these people i swear have NEVER ever noticed that there are other people walking along at the same time, on the same footpath with them. So, you need to navigate around these folk, Women with prams, Business men furiously typing into their blackberries, Kids with absolutely no respect (Can you say knife crime?) etc etc et-flamin-cetera!.. Yeah, and then...AND THEN... There are the two lines that ALWAYS amaze me, use your daft, tiny pea styled brains morons... QUEUE UP ENGLAND, but please, do it along the frigging wall, not out, all the way across the path.. It's like a game of seven a side trying to get through these people - all they want is their bagel with a free and VERY rubbish coffee... Or, the people at the Tesco Smokes window... Does it get anymore chav than having a window for smokes?.. Yeah, so.. That's my morning... How was yours?!...
Me, In color... Don't mind a change from time to time.
5 comments:
oh.my.god thats why I don't like the city! all nealty summed up in on blog entry =)
Dude..chin up...it's Friday! End of the week, weekend ahoy.
ahoy me hearty!...what the!
Hehe, I grew up in south London - way out in zone 5 - and have only worked 3 weeks in central London one summer. Travelling to work on the tube was such a soul destroying experience and I felt so sorry for all those poor people who spend all day doing whizzy impressive jobs in expensive suits but top and tail every day pretending to be sardines on the tube... and resolved never to do it.
So here I sit in Manchester, where my daily commute is 10 minutes (leisurely) on my bike, 7 minutes if I peg it, or an hour if I stop for a swim on the way into the office. And guess what - I'm not complaining.
Sorry to brag... :)
(Came here via flickr, where I view your 366 daily, but only comment very rarely..)
Martin Q
The picture confuses me, but, I think I get the main jist of it.
Har har, I am anonymous so you don't know who I ammmmmmmm...
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- Chlo. xx
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