The Tube
No, not the 80's pop programme, but the underground (and no, not the rather seedy club in Croydon which I was never trendy enough to go to). I'm not quite sure why it is that people behave so rudely. There really is no need to push past people without saying "excuse me" or "sorry". Grrrr. And it's worse at present, because the Central Line is down, so everyone in the world (and trust me, it feels like everyone in the world) is on the District and Circle Lines. Fun, fun, fun.
Must admit, I nearly swiped at the woman who gave thanks for not having to do this every day, and then observed, smugly, that congestion charging would make it worse. There is a time and a place. That was neither.
I was considering at one point getting a comments counter thingy for this blog. Two things put me off at the time; one, I was too lazy to work out how to get one, and two, there's always the fear that no-one would bother to comment. Which would make it all a little sad. But today, I read that someone whose blog I read won't be posting any more for a while because he's just been flamed in people's comments. I don't really see the point of taking the effort to write to someone telling them how rubbish they are. What would that say about your life if you did that? And if anyone reading this has done it, you should be ashamed of yourself. Is there an icon thingy for me wagging my finger in a remonstrating sort of a way?!
I've spent much of today doing things for other people. I quite like doing things for other people, but I'd quite like it if it were a kind-of circular arrangement, and whilst I was doing things for people, they were doing things for me. Somehow, it doesn't seem to work like that. I have never worked out why.
I have an interview in two weeks. Which is good. Although I shall have to re-learn lots of stuff I once knew, and have now forgotten. I read once that we never really forget things, but lock them away in bits of memory, and don't use them. Hopefully I shall find the key before I have the same information in two places in my brain. That makes me sound a little like a computer!
