Wednesday, January 24, 2007
However, I thought I'd repeat this one here as it was so bloody annoying.
Someone on my train had drinking chocolate this morning. Normally, this wouldn't be a problem. What people have in their cups is their business.
However, when it ends up on the back of my leg, that is another matter entirely. I had to take the tube from Charing Cross to work, this morning, looking like I had lost control of my bowels.
Yes, that's right, I'm going to have to buy a new pair of jeans at lunchtime because someone made it look like I have shit myself.