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@MetalMelly
Took the tube. N Line. Bagged an arse rest at one end. But at 5' 7" I'm just not engineered for getting my butt cheeks on the cushion. So I go one leg up on one butt cheek dangling a foot and the other foot on the floor which should look cool but feels fucking uncomfortable. So I try straightforward standing and nudge the thigh of a chick on an iPhone with my folded jacket. She shifts edgily away. I feel bad. Want to explain that it was my jacket and not my hand. All this time my freshly ironed shirt is turning to a dish rag. Jeans were a mistake. I know I will have to John Wayne walk at street level. I consider getting out at Old Street and walking to Bank. I'm late so stick it out and emerge gasping for air on Lombard Street, looking like I've been out all night on a bender. My meeting is cancelled. I'm cycling home. I'm fucking cycling home.