| Monday, June 24, 2002 |
 | Ugh. Aggro on the Underground, and I don't mean a heated argument about Bill Burroughs, daddio.
Smallish West African businessman sits down beside me at Bank. I, blissfully lost in the grey noise my radio produces underground, only gradually noticed that a burly barrowboy in a blue shirt (mark of the barrow boy) was leaning over him hissing abuse into his face. It seems that by pushing onto the train at Bank, SWAB had denied BBIABS the ability to get off the train, also at Bank. Justifiably, he was annoyed, but this was just getting silly; basic Tube ethics says that you don't get too aggressive during the journey, as it disrupts the day of every fellow commuter in the train. The correct course of action is to hit them with your bag in the face as you or they dismount, and apologise insincerely.
In the end I told both of them to shut up, but my early-morning buzz had been well and truly killed. Arse.
On the bright side, it's happening all over.
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