My Train Journey This Morning

[gricerboy]

Owing to the significant disruption on the rail network this morning I have dedicated a separate thread to this morning's train journey. See the Chaos thread for further details.

[cailin maith]

If you get a chance, pop into the tank museum in nearby Bovington.

We thought about that but just didn't have time unfortunatly

[gricerboy]

Owing to a fault in FGW's seat reservation system, I found somebody else sat in my allocated seat, 14F, on coach D this morning. Quickly realising demand was about to exceed supply I made a beeline for what turned out to be the last seat on the train. Next to me was a young girl in her late teens reading a novel. Not normally one for conversation at this time of day I thought I'd make an exception due to the morning's extraordinary circumstances. At this point, I was faced with the quintissential dichotomy of whether or not to
mention my pending Rotarianism and, if so, at what point after saying "Hi, my name's Nigel" do I insert the words "I'm a (soon to be) Rotarian". Well as it turned out, no sooner had the word Hi left my lips than she rotated herself in her seat with a vexatious little tut and arrived in a postion such that I was presented with her posterior aspect. How incredibly rude, I thought, so I asked her what she was reading and her body language got even more defensive. Craning my neck over her shoulder to get a look at the title I quickly saw why. She was reading Erotica by Anis Nin - not exactly a book you wish to have a lighthearted discussion over at 6:53 am with a strange gricer or anyone else for that matter. Whenever I read such literature in public I always take the precaution to cover the book in brown paper so as not to ellicit any unwanted attention.

[SupremeSpod]

Owing to a fault in FGW's seat reservation system, I found somebody else sat in my allocated seat, 14F, on coach D this morning. Quickly realising demand was about to exceed supply I made a beeline for what turned out to be the last seat on the train. Next to me was a young girl in her late teens reading a novel. Not normally one for conversation at this time of day I thought I'd make an exception due to the morning's extraordinary circumstances. At this point, I was faced with the quintissential dichotomy of whether or not to
mention my pending Rotarianism and, if so, at what point after saying "Hi, my name's Nigel" do I insert the words "I'm a (soon to be) Rotarian". Well as it turned out, no sooner had the word Hi left my lips than she rotated herself in her seat with a vexatious little tut and arrived in a postion such that I was presented with her posterior aspect. How incredibly rude, I thought, so I asked her what she was reading and her body language got even more defensive. Craning my neck over her shoulder to get a look at the title I quickly saw why. She was reading Erotica by Anis Nin - not exactly a book you wish to have a lighthearted discussion over at 6:53 am with a strange gricer or anyone else for that matter. Whenever I read such literature in public I always take the precaution to cover the book in brown paper so as not to ellicit any unwanted attention.

See? If you'd have been a Rotarian she'd have recognised class when she saw it, spread her legs on the nearest table and let you have your way with her.

As it currently stands you're a nobody. What do you expect her to do?

[wobbegong]

Owing to a fault in FGW's seat reservation system, I found somebody else sat in my allocated seat, 14F, on coach D this morning. Quickly realising demand was about to exceed supply I made a beeline for what turned out to be the last seat on the train. Next to me was a young girl in her late teens reading a novel. Not normally one for conversation at this time of day I thought I'd make an exception due to the morning's extraordinary circumstances. At this point, I was faced with the quintissential dichotomy of whether or not to
mention my pending Rotarianism and, if so, at what point after saying "Hi, my name's Nigel" do I insert the words "I'm a (soon to be) Rotarian". Well as it turned out, no sooner had the word Hi left my lips than she rotated herself in her seat with a vexatious little tut and arrived in a postion such that I was presented with her posterior aspect. How incredibly rude, I thought, so I asked her what she was reading and her body language got even more defensive. Craning my neck over her shoulder to get a look at the title I quickly saw why. She was reading Erotica by Anis Nin - not exactly a book you wish to have a lighthearted discussion over at 6:53 am with a strange gricer or anyone else for that matter. Whenever I read such literature in public I always take the precaution to cover the book in brown paper so as not to ellicit any unwanted attention.

Oh come on, what do you want, an embossed invitation?

All the signs were there, man. All the signs were there.

[gricerboy]

What do you expect her to do?

Well she could at least have had the good grace to have accepted one of my sandwich spread sandwiches. As it was I spent the rest of the journey in a solo rumination on the green tangy bits in sandwich spread. I came to the conclusion that they are some kind of gherkin.

[SupremeSpod]

Well she could at least have had the good grace to have accepted one of my sandwich spread sandwiches. As it was I spent the rest of the journey in a solo rumination on the green tangy bits in sandwich spread. I came to the conclusion that they are some kind of gherkin.

Why didn't just whip your todger out and start playing with it? After all, you are going to be a Rotarian, if you're challenged, just claim you're practicing for the initiation...

[gricerboy]

Why didn't just whip your todger out and start playing with it? After all, you are going to be a Rotarian, if you're challenged, just claim you're practicing for the initiation...

I didn't find any aspect of the experience to be sexually arousing and I find your comments somewhat puerile.

[SupremeSpod]

I didn't find any aspect of the experience to be sexually arousing and I find your comments somewhat puerile.

That's a laugh coming from you.

[Mich the Tester]

I didn't find any aspect of the experience to be sexually arousing and I find your comments somewhat puerile.

What's that white stain running from the crotch area down the trouser leg in your avatar?