Dinner
I’ve taken to eating dinner on the train home. It just means I get the couple of hours at home to do other things. Last night as I got up to get off the train the bloke opposite pointed put I had something on the front of my jacket. I thanked him and removed the offending bit of tuna mayo and got off the train. From the look of disgust on this blokes face you’d think it was bird crap.
Eating on a commuter train!? And you claim to have a license. Shame on you.
koubliac said this on October 5th, 2008 at 9:29 am
This is an intercity with tables, buffet car and a trolley service of drinks and light refreshments and I am only eating a sarny, not anything smelly
The Model Commuter said this on October 5th, 2008 at 3:56 pm