DTS
The Business
Last night I got to London Bridge for my usual 17.52pm back towards Brigthton. As I put my ticket through the barrier and looked up to Platform 9 it turned out to be a total bun fight due to the cancellation of the previous two Brighton bound trains. I took a picture on my mobile phone as follows:
Anyway after much pushing shoving and a few sharp jabs I managed to work my way onto the train. I was possibly the worst conditions I have ever seen. Grow men were pressed against each other in a unhealty way. If we were cattle there would have been protesters at the other end it was that bad. Finally the train pulled off.
It is 15 mins to East Croydon which is where a lot of the commuters empty out but it seemed like a life time. By now I had loss the will to live. Finally we arrived and the train pulled out. To my delight a bloke who was sitting down right in front of me got up. A seat was mine for the taking.
Sat down and it was like my first ever w&nk - Sheer relief. Just settle down to read the critically aclaimed "Mortgage Strategy" magazine when out of the corner of my eye I saw someone looking at me.
I looked up and spotted a middle aged larger lady. My first thoughts were "**** off I am not desperate". However I noticed she was rubbing her stomach. She was puffing and making a bit of a scene. It suddenly dawned on me she was pregnant. She looked at me with soft eyes and I knew I had to give up my seat. Like a shot she accepted and I got up with aching legs but a warm heart.
As the train chugged on down towards the coast I noticed that she was packing away the food - Crisps, A cake and a Cornish Pasty were dispacthed. Eating for two I thought.
At the next stop Iwas pushed futher down the train. I got talking to a random on the train. The conversation was as follows
Him - Nice of you to give up your seat
Me - Well you have got too for a pregnant woman havent you
Him - Her - She's not prgenant she does that every night and has done for years.
I was livid. This WITCH had prayed on my kindess to secure my seat. I spent the whole journey home texting Dad of Dts to tell him how annoyed I was.
Do any other Szoners have tails of woe from act of kindness.

Anyway after much pushing shoving and a few sharp jabs I managed to work my way onto the train. I was possibly the worst conditions I have ever seen. Grow men were pressed against each other in a unhealty way. If we were cattle there would have been protesters at the other end it was that bad. Finally the train pulled off.
It is 15 mins to East Croydon which is where a lot of the commuters empty out but it seemed like a life time. By now I had loss the will to live. Finally we arrived and the train pulled out. To my delight a bloke who was sitting down right in front of me got up. A seat was mine for the taking.
Sat down and it was like my first ever w&nk - Sheer relief. Just settle down to read the critically aclaimed "Mortgage Strategy" magazine when out of the corner of my eye I saw someone looking at me.
I looked up and spotted a middle aged larger lady. My first thoughts were "**** off I am not desperate". However I noticed she was rubbing her stomach. She was puffing and making a bit of a scene. It suddenly dawned on me she was pregnant. She looked at me with soft eyes and I knew I had to give up my seat. Like a shot she accepted and I got up with aching legs but a warm heart.
As the train chugged on down towards the coast I noticed that she was packing away the food - Crisps, A cake and a Cornish Pasty were dispacthed. Eating for two I thought.
At the next stop Iwas pushed futher down the train. I got talking to a random on the train. The conversation was as follows
Him - Nice of you to give up your seat
Me - Well you have got too for a pregnant woman havent you
Him - Her - She's not prgenant she does that every night and has done for years.
I was livid. This WITCH had prayed on my kindess to secure my seat. I spent the whole journey home texting Dad of Dts to tell him how annoyed I was.
Do any other Szoners have tails of woe from act of kindness.
