Twenty Inch
Guru
- Location
- Behind a desk
Coming home on the train this evening, there was a bike already in the bike space, so I leant mine in the door lobby and sat down. Train was nearly empty, tootling along merrily, until we got to the final stop. The platform is on the same side as my bike, and as I got up to put my pannier back on, a shaven-headed cove of about 60 went and stood right next to it. Any closer, he'd have been on the cross bar. But it was between him and the door, so I guess he thought he'd either climb over it, or I'd have to ask him to move.
"Excuse me" I said. No response.
"Excuse me" slightly louder "can I get to my bike please?"
"Shouldn't oughter be there anyway, that's the place for bikes over there, shouldn't even be on the train"
I made a quick assessment and decided not to engage, and also remembered I was wearing my "POLITE" hi-viz. So I turned my back on him, fiddled with my bike, and loudly started humming Jupiter-the Bringer of Jollity, from Holst's Planets Suite.
Poor sod -imagine having such a crap life that you go around manufacturing conflict where there wasn't any before.
"Excuse me" I said. No response.
"Excuse me" slightly louder "can I get to my bike please?"
"Shouldn't oughter be there anyway, that's the place for bikes over there, shouldn't even be on the train"
I made a quick assessment and decided not to engage, and also remembered I was wearing my "POLITE" hi-viz. So I turned my back on him, fiddled with my bike, and loudly started humming Jupiter-the Bringer of Jollity, from Holst's Planets Suite.
Poor sod -imagine having such a crap life that you go around manufacturing conflict where there wasn't any before.