Terrible things happen every day. On Tuesday I discovered a note attached to my bike. Once I had managed to decipher the handwriting ( a LOT of Capital letters, and, odd: punctuation) I realised that the person who had left it had called me a cunt. Not only that but they suggested I use the "fucking A-Z". Is that any way to address a respected member of the couriering community and an old man to boot?
I have a pretty good idea who the note-leaver is; there's a guy always hanging around the park next to our office asking people if they can guess his VO2 max and talking about how a bloke called 'Dewey' screwed up his life. He's more to be pitied than despised. Or so I thought until the obscene note incident. Now I'd like to throttle him with my bare hands or, for added 'irony', a Rapha cravat.
PS I am a graute of UCL so I think my views count for something.
Terrible things happen every day. On Tuesday I discovered a note attached to my bike. Once I had managed to decipher the handwriting ( a LOT of Capital letters, and, odd: punctuation) I realised that the person who had left it had called me a cunt. Not only that but they suggested I use the "fucking A-Z". Is that any way to address a respected member of the couriering community and an old man to boot?
I have a pretty good idea who the note-leaver is; there's a guy always hanging around the park next to our office asking people if they can guess his VO2 max and talking about how a bloke called 'Dewey' screwed up his life. He's more to be pitied than despised. Or so I thought until the obscene note incident. Now I'd like to throttle him with my bare hands or, for added 'irony', a Rapha cravat.
PS I am a graute of UCL so I think my views count for something.