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It's not because they hate other people, it's because they fear other people. Making eye contact is the first step in communicating and it might turn out that the other person is a raving nutter, so best to avoid any risk of communication, or looking like you want to communicate (because the other person then thinks that you're the raving nutter).
Close bodily contact is fine (obligatory in many tube trains), but avoid all risk of eye contact.
Your point about choosing to live there remains valid though. I go into London purely for the money, but I can't imagine anyone offering me enough money to persuade me to stay there.
I do it. I won't be rude, but I honestly can't be bothered being sociable. What's the point? Get on a tube, get to where you're going, without a song and a dance.
On a train, where you're going to be mext to someone for a longer time, then I might say hello, but can you really be arsed strking up a conversation? Last time I did that I ended up having a 2 hour debate with a left wing doctor about why everything I did for a living was unethical. Fk that for a laugh, next time I'll keep my headphones on.
Yeah I used to dislike the whole mardy looking avaoiding any kind of reaction to other people being in your face but I kind of grew to realising that it kind of works somehow, as long as everybody does it (except for the nutters, purely for identification purposes of course). I used to think Londoners were moody arrogant people because of this.
Now I reserve that sweeping judgement for when they are above ground ;-)
I quite like getting on a train.
Since moving down to Hants, I've started to use them regularly for football and gigs in London. 70 minute journey, Free Wifi, £25 return. Pretty reasonable if you ask me - I'd easily do that in petrol AND I can sample as much euro-fizz as I want.
That's when it works....
South West Trains have been a flippin' nightmare with engineering work recently. My usual saturday trip to Brentford (60 miles away) has become a six hour round trip nightmare....
Less trains too, so that means that I spent much of my journey standing up with pissed rugby Tarquins on their way back from "Twickers", or sat on the floor in the door areas. AND the bitch of a woman working at Southampton Central station told my kids off for the henious crime of sitting on a bike rack! Arggghhhh!!
Ringleader of the Cambridge cartel, pedal champ and king of the dirt boxes (down to 21)
Ringleader of the Cambridge cartel, pedal champ and king of the dirt boxes (down to 21)
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passes me a piece of paper with some scripture written on it. I politely gave it back saying I
I do not feel proud about knowing that.