Good to see you lot last night.
Good to see you lot last night.
Shit!
I'm reading this book 'One blood' about gang culture (a very insightful read). Anyway, whilst reading this morning had a flashback to post match 2 nights ago...Left the pins, got to the bus stop and there was one hoodie there, nobody else. Waited about 10 minutes then as the bus pulled up, a couple who'd just arrived virtually barged Mr Hoodie teen out of the way and attempted to board the bus. I put my arm across like a psychotic traffic policeman and ushered the hoodie onto the bus saying 'excuse me but this young man was first.' I then proceeded onto the bus feeling virtuous and there was no credit on my bloody oyster card meaning a fumble of the bag for £2.30 and apologies to waiting behind me.
The moral of the story is: I don't know.
Are you pissed again?
Bus queues are a misnomer, it's every man for himself. Use your elbows.
Sad but true - In London anyway - just got back from visiting my Mum in Devon last week and people do queue there. I refuse to give up the fight for manners however - was the first time I found myself fighting for the right of a hoodie is all. He was really nice about it after too. Other people were just miffed.
The couple refused to observe the waiting period.
The hoodie was too much in the wanting zone.
He lacked a little bit sharpness.
Don't forget Alex Song can also queue there.