Tube tales five: Beware the Serial Squishy
Some people have no idea of personal space. Like really NO IDEA!
I am currently standing here obviously doing my best to move up on the tube and make space and instead of taking a hint this woman is constantly squashing up against me. I move, she moves with me. There’s space on the other side of her. What on earth is she doing?
I usually don’t care but she also pushed me onto the train as well clearly seeing herself in the role of sheepdog. Or more accuratley I think she may have been under the impression she was stuck to my bum!
‘Seriously sister back away from me now!’ I’m busy yelling in my mind, ‘Only people I actually LIKE get this close”
Ooo seat coming available. C’mon lady, you know you want it…Sit down so you are out of my way…
‘No really, you sit,’ she says honey dripping from her voice
What? You’re being polite now??? Are you kidding me? Back away from the bum (again in my head) Next seat is mine – I will wrestle for it if needs be…
Awesome! Just got space on the other side of a pole. HAH! You can’t get me now. She’s actually looking visibly lost having been unceremoniously seperated from my rear. Hang on a minute she is now squashed up against someone else! She actually did a sneaky shuffle over there!
Oh I get it, a Serial Squishy! Should’ve known…
