Another whinge
Why is it I always get someone of excessive girth sitting next to me on the train on my way home? They are usually out of breath from having to run to catch the train, they then sit on the seat so that I am pinned against the window, and then they proceed to read a newspaper so that I get elbowed each time they turn the page. I'm getting tempted to pretend I'm a crazy person so people won't sit next to me...
posted by U2J at 2:42 am
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But apparently there are benefits to overcrowding, which logically can be extended to being squashed up against a tubby - to quote the 29 January item in http://london-underground.blogspot.com/
"Last week we learnt from the rail safety watchdog, the Office of Rail Regulation (ORR) that packed trains were actually a good thing. Mainly because we'd be better off if the train happened to crash. 'Research in the late Nineties...found that where there was a crowded or overcrowded train carriage there was no detrimental effect to people involved in crashes. In a lot of cases people were better off in train carriages where there was overcrowding'"
So maybe it'll all turn out for the best if your train derails but you walk away miraculously unharmed - albeit covered in fatty boom-bah stink - 'cause your neighbour ended up being your human impact bag.
C.
PS This "being able to see the bright side of someone else's life" just gets easier and easier with practice!
What do you mean "pretend"?
fat shits - they should ahve their own carriage with treadmills in it. obesity is a disgusting thing - i think poeple should be refused medical care - if the government can tell us to stop smoking, they should make fruit and veg more subsidised - why does an apple cost more than a chocolate bar in the shops?
Signed
dawn french
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