Being told off as an adult
When was the last time you were properly told off? You know: treated as an errant child rather than the sophisticated adult you are.
The sort of thing that dredges up an involuntary teenage mumble of "Sorry, Miss" whilst you stare at the ground.
Go on, tell us what childish thing you were up to when you got caught.
Oh, and can we have more than one-line answers this time? Cheers!
( , Thu 20 Sep 2007, 17:18)
When was the last time you were properly told off? You know: treated as an errant child rather than the sophisticated adult you are.
The sort of thing that dredges up an involuntary teenage mumble of "Sorry, Miss" whilst you stare at the ground.
Go on, tell us what childish thing you were up to when you got caught.
Oh, and can we have more than one-line answers this time? Cheers!
( , Thu 20 Sep 2007, 17:18)
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The innocent shame of it...
I hate travelling by tube (like most sane people)and this is one of the reasons why...
I was in a rush, it was hot summer, and no seats. The tube was packed, and I didn't really have my wits about me I just wanted to get home. A guy gets up in front of me halfway between stations and I think 'Whopee, I've won the seat lottery' and immediately sit in his seat.
Suddenly the atmosphere in the carriage darkens and I realise I have everyone's eyes on me, and I spot the reason why - a heavily pregnant woman directly in front of me that the guy had got up to give his seat too.
I leap out of the seat like it's electrified, but the opprobrium lasts with me the remainder of the journey.
First post!
( , Tue 25 Sep 2007, 11:51, Reply)
I hate travelling by tube (like most sane people)and this is one of the reasons why...
I was in a rush, it was hot summer, and no seats. The tube was packed, and I didn't really have my wits about me I just wanted to get home. A guy gets up in front of me halfway between stations and I think 'Whopee, I've won the seat lottery' and immediately sit in his seat.
Suddenly the atmosphere in the carriage darkens and I realise I have everyone's eyes on me, and I spot the reason why - a heavily pregnant woman directly in front of me that the guy had got up to give his seat too.
I leap out of the seat like it's electrified, but the opprobrium lasts with me the remainder of the journey.
First post!
( , Tue 25 Sep 2007, 11:51, Reply)
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