Two trains today as a passenger:
First train, a "mum", setting quite the example, sat on a table (and I mean sat on top of it, not leaning on it) glaring challengingly at other passengers as she (ridiculously) bobbed her head in time to the rap music blaring out of her mobile telephone.
Second train, a gang of a dozen late teens/early twenties, again music blaring out of a mobile telephone, shouting, swearing and generally being obnoxious (aka "being normal"). Plus, once these passengers had left (and from the gist of the conversation during their hasty depart, I expect not one of them had tickets) I then found I was sat behind the obligatory person wearing leaky headphones.
A quiet coach doesn't fix these things, but it does provide respite for those of us who really are normal and who find this sort of inconsiderate behaviour as obnoxious as it truly is.
First train, a "mum", setting quite the example, sat on a table (and I mean sat on top of it, not leaning on it) glaring challengingly at other passengers as she (ridiculously) bobbed her head in time to the rap music blaring out of her mobile telephone.
Second train, a gang of a dozen late teens/early twenties, again music blaring out of a mobile telephone, shouting, swearing and generally being obnoxious (aka "being normal"). Plus, once these passengers had left (and from the gist of the conversation during their hasty depart, I expect not one of them had tickets) I then found I was sat behind the obligatory person wearing leaky headphones.
A quiet coach doesn't fix these things, but it does provide respite for those of us who really are normal and who find this sort of inconsiderate behaviour as obnoxious as it truly is.
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