a bit of comic relief

Running ridiculously late today did have an upside ..

There were all were, the stragglers getting on the 8:51 train into the city, (I usually start at 8am) people finishing off their hair and make up, scanning through their blackberries or just trying to stay awake, and then a funny old man perched himself on the seat behind me. For the next 10 minutes I was treated to running commentary of the all the sights and sounds during our commute. Personal favourites included:

• the train races: sounding like a quick talking racing commentator, “and the train comes along the outside lane…aaaand he fliiies past!!”
• like a liarbird, chiming along with anyone’s ringtone or message alert and swooooooshhhhing when the doors open. Oh, boy was he good.
• And being so kind as to let people know which side of the train’s doors would open, and getting it wrong. Every time.

Thank you to the golden oldie for the entertainment. I should be late more often

v  xo