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Rant of the Day From London: What’s the Rush Mr Suit…

Rant of the Day From London: What’s the Rush Mr Suit…

The train doors started to close when I approached them. I had two options: 1, force my way through the closing doors and hope that I never ended up trapped between them or 2, wait for the next train. I have some common sense and chose option 2. Mr Suit behind me went for option 1, which meant he banged straight into the back of me as he tried to propel himself and me through the half closed doors. Mr Suit bounced off me… WTF!

Mr Suit didn’t look to happy with the situation, he looked like it was the end of the world. He had missed the train and he seemed to think it was my fault, I could tell by the evil eye he was giving me! I said to him don’t panic mate the next train will be here in 2 minutes… yes only 2 whole excruciating minutes. I know standing on the platform at Oxford Circus waiting on the Bakerloo train isn’t the most exciting place in the world to be, but fuck sake, 2 more minutes isn’t the end of the world!

And for anybody that thinks when you are trapped between almost fully closed London tube train doors they always automatically open, I once watched a woman just about pull her trapped fat arm off when the doors never opened. She looked rather embarrassed by the situation… all to save a few minutes of precious time.

As I looked along the platform of Mr Suit with brief case was still giving me the evil eye. I gave him the “fuck you look” right back. Hey Mr Suit what’s the rush…