Mind The Gap
July 18, 2008
On the train this week I had to endure the guy who gets on the train listens to music on his phone’s speaker. I have written about this before, saying I’d like to read my book out loud over his music, because I feel I’d like the share my diversion as well for his benefit.
But this latest time my annoyance hit a new level this morning, which involved the thinking of slicing off his bollocks with the emergency window hammer, gouging out his eyes and sticking a gonad in each of his bleeding sockets and screaming:
“Your hearing’s OK, though, isn’t? Because I’d hate to spoil your enjoyment of the music you want us all to hear, since you think it’s that good.”
Anyway, public transport. It allows me to write this. It gets me to work and puts food on the table. It’s a love-hate relationship, double-edged sword and a two-way thing, even literally. It’s a bunch of hyphens.
Don’t let anger get the better of you, and mind the gap. Not just that gap, but the gap between what we say and what we truly feel, and from what we do and what we really want. – That gap.
Have a great weekend.
2 comments
On my commute the big issue is people who use the train for their phone time… catching up with old friends, family, the occassional work call… all in full voice with zero awareness of the people around them. And for some reason the cell phone call is more annoying than just 2 people having a loud conversation on the train (not by much though) – perhaps is b/c you only hear one side of the conversation.
Anyway, since their activities invade my personal space so to speak, would it be bad form to simply bang on the back of their seat repeatedly during the phonecall? I mean, I’m not actually touching them and my banging would be within the confines of my seating area.
I totally feel your pain.
Leave a comment. Play nice. I will turn this blog around.