last night
i got ambushed by a weirdo on the tube who wanted to tell me about his gastric band. it had not worked. i got off about 5 stops too early to avoid him, only to find there were no more pissing tubes for about an hour. so i walked. in a strop.

got home at about midnight. it was hot. i was not looking my best. unless you enjoy the flushed, sweaty, unflattering ponytailed look.

next minute, as i was putting my key into the front door of the block, a hand fell on my shoulder. i jumped about a mile and saw a skinny young black lad, maybe 18, standing there. i turned off my ipod and blinked at him.

"can i get your number?" he asked.

what kind of a person asks some total random for their phone number without even having spoken to them?? anyway, i smiled politely, backing in through the front door, and murmured some excuse. at which point he said brightly:

"oh please. i've followed you all the way from sloane square, come on..."

oh yeah, right, THAT's going to change my mind... freeeeak!!!

this isn't even remotely on topic, is it? ah well, it's slow on here today, has everyone defected to /talk??
( rachelswipe with a fork, Tue 10 Jun 2008, 13:47, 15 replies)

I am going to click this
because when I read the phrase "pissing tubes", I saw rude things in my head
(happylittletulip helpless and delicious, Tue 10 Jun 2008, 13:48, closed)

"smiled politely"?
I think I'd have screamed the place down!
(TheWeeWitch hasn't been here much recently .., Tue 10 Jun 2008, 13:49, closed)

How do you attract
such odd people? I never hardly ever get weirdos on the tube, and even then it's just smelly tramps trying to smoke.

Maybe if I was a fit successful lawyer I would get weirdos?

I think I prefer being a slightly chubby environmental consultant.
(Bazongaloid, Tue 10 Jun 2008, 13:56, closed)

My feet were killing me, too
and I did ask nicely......

Hehe, I probably wouldn't pass that way for a while, it's amazing the lengths the weirdos will go to.
( baw__bag contains traces of nuts on, Tue 10 Jun 2008, 13:58, closed)

i think
it's more about which tube line you use.

the circle/district line has the highest proportion of weirdos. my own theory is that this is the longest/circular line so the tramps and fucktards can just ride it and annoy people all day.

but could also be to do with being a girl, there seem to be more male weirdos out there!

hmm. apart from the bag lady in hammersmith who screams "HUGE TITS" at me whenever i have the misfortune to see her around.
( rachelswipe with a fork, Tue 10 Jun 2008, 14:00, closed)

Come to /talk
it's fun, you can talk about whatever you want to, don't stick to what you're told to talk about!
( TY&GN, Tue 10 Jun 2008, 14:01, closed)

All the QOTW regulars
are having a chat here.

Come and join our merry throng.
( K2k6 has a proper job these days, Tue 10 Jun 2008, 14:03, closed)

Merry Thong,
you say?
(BeAst - did it wrong on:, Tue 10 Jun 2008, 14:19, closed)

When that sort of thing happens in a Richard Curtis film
it's a really sweet wo-mantic moment where two people who are perfect for each other finally get together. Why does the reality have to involve shallow graves and the missing persons department of the metrpolitan police force? Well done for not toe-punting him in the bollocks (but keep an eye out for him in the next few days).
( Colonel Dracula Two manky hookers and a racist dwarf, Tue 10 Jun 2008, 14:21, closed)

Yes
I would agree: keep a wary eye out over the next couple of days. Stalkers that would follow you that far are as likely to lay in wait for you to do so again rationalizing to themselves: I've met her once, maybe if she sees me again she will like me enough to hand me her phone number.

Also: please see my previous response to QOTW: I COULD be hired to escort you from the tube. In my camo gear and give dangerous stares to passing folks who eye you up. :)
( Citadel Because the world needs less morons, Tue 10 Jun 2008, 15:09, closed)

what....
following you all the way from sloane square and you didnt even give him your number, heartless!!
youll be saying next that you dont like people staring at you in nightclubs next
(yes i shouldnt try and be funny i know)
(pogo_it, Tue 10 Jun 2008, 16:08, closed)

Ooh how weird
I had a woman at the job centre insist on telling me how her gastric band didn't work. She was the size of a hippo, so no I had to agree with her. Problem was she did it so loudly I had to struggle to hear when they were calling my name to escape her.
( fuck shit up the best you never had, Tue 10 Jun 2008, 17:44, closed)

rachelswipe strikes again!
If you want to meet a slightly better class of weirdo, (and less threatening), there's a bash in Covent garden next Thursday evening...* www.b3ta.com/calendar/event/14616

And it's a slow question, it's Tuesday - you're aloud to go off topic. Christ, I went off topic on Friday! Or maybe Saturday... I can't be arsed to check.

I am in no way insinuating that my fellow QOTWers are in any way 'weirdos'
( Davros' Granddad a voice of calm reason in a world of spastics., Tue 10 Jun 2008, 19:12, closed)

[off topic]
Wait wait wait.

You know of the bag lady as well?! She used to live on my street she did, in her clapped out old car. Absolutely insane she was, if you were on two wheels she'd try and kill you, if you were just walking she was the most pleasant person on the street.

[/offtopic]
(FurryNipples, Wed 11 Jun 2008, 2:36, closed)

what kind of music is gastric?

( emvee cruor deo cruoris, Wed 11 Jun 2008, 15:29, closed)