he needs to add no talking, no pole hugging, legs together when sitting, bags on the floor or your lap, ignore all crazy people, take your trash with you, and turn your music down so I can't hear it.
Jasmine ,'Power Play'
Natter 31 But Looks 29
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
Reading someone else's paper is OK, as long as you're subtle.
Oh, and I heard someone listening to Duran Duran on the train yesterday, and I loooved it. I actually generally don't mind hearing other people's music.
Reading someone else's paper is OK, as long as you're subtle.
But you have to be so subtle that I don't notice. In which case you can start right away. I don't care HOW many minutes have passed, if I can tell.
If you keep your eyes on your own paper, you'll never even notice.
If you keep your eyes on your own paper, you'll never even notice.
Spider senses, me lass.
Also, again, why time limit, then?
One of my pet peaves? People on the platform who walk alongside the doors of the train as it slows to a stop, so they'll be right in front of the door when it opens. A couple of times I have had to step out of the way to let these people walk by... until I asked myself why I had to move out of their way when I was already at the place where the doors would be when the train stopped. Now I just pretend not to notice those people. So these people have walked right into me on occasion... which is funny....
Also, again, why time limit, then?
I don't believe there is a time limit, personally.
I love being able to stand right where the door will be....and then having that door be right at the exit of the stop where I'm going.
So these people have walked right into me on occasion... which is funny....
and the extra frosty "excuse me" is also fun.
I thought the time limit was from when you start reading to when you can verbally communicate.
I don't believe there is a time limit, personally.
::adopts Jesse::
I get a little truculent about standing my ground or smashing past people who are unjustly standing theirs. But I like the veil of anonymity that falls over your violence in the Underground.