A tale of two halves.. Time for a rant.

Being an experienced man of the world means I do like to get around a bit, and as such, like nothing more than sitting back on the train and watching the world wizz past - just as long as it's in 1st Class mind you. Yes, last week saw yet another posh theatre trip into London, courtesy of British Rail which couldn't of gone any better - apart from the return journey home.

So tell me, why is it that some people just can't sit still or quietly relax for 5 bleedin' minutes? Picture the scene, if you will. Ahem, a half empty carriage in 1st Class, yours truly [that's me btw] takes his seat, reclines seat, places theatre reading material on table for later, leans back and relaxes whilst patiently waiting for the train to move off - bliss!

Then, enter a really annoying guy who looked like he'd got dressed in the dark and plonked himself down with his bags in the seat directly in front of yours truly [that's me btw]. This guy spent the next 5 minutes extracting various items from his Tardis Bag resulting in his side of the table being covered in a vast array of food, beverages, cables, electrical devices and gizmo's.

For the entire journey this guy didn't sit still for one second. If he wasn't eating something he was drinking something from a polystyrene cup -  a cup that never seemed to become empty, or he was frantically tapping away on his computer like he was playing Daley Thompson's Decathlon game, or rummaging in his rucksack, or fiddling on his mobile, or selecting songs on his ipod, or inserting memory sticks here, there and everywhere. Arrrggghh!

This fiasco went on for nearly TWO HOURS. I really do wonder what this country has come to. Whatever happened to the good old days of quiet contemplation? Why do people feel the need to be doing something or always talking to someone? Methinks it's something to do with creating a generation of insecure, emotionally stunted people who need constant reassurance that their life has meaning whilst having their fragile ego's stroked on places like Fakebook, Twitter and blogs. Sort your bloody selves out!

Why do supermarket shoppers insist on putting bananas into carrier bags when they already come pre-wrapped?

 

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