chap on the bus yesterday was making loud phone calls. so much so, that his voice penetrated my over the ear headphones.
conversations included picking up a part prescription from the doctors, a number of personal calls and work related nonsense.
let this sliiiide for a while, but eventually semi-broke, leaned back on my chair and gave him a ten second stare. the levels were much lower after that. man like that must seek some sort of help.
was in my local londis earlier picking up jazz supplies and making very brief small talk with shopkeeper. man leaned over me and put three cans of red bull on the counter, whilst I was still carrying out my transaction. unbelievable! had a quick glance at him, but he had the look of a man on the edge, so just ignored it. looked like a loose cannon, to me.
so yeah - stuff like that