I’m guessing a certain amount of stuff here but one thing is for certain. She is not a morning person. Or maybe she is and this is her best feature. In which case… Be afraid, be very afraid.
The coach this morning is full.
The seats at the two tables on the lower deck were full-ish; two people seated at each table.
But – and I soooo hate this – the woman who was sitting in the window seat at one table had occupied the seat next to her. With her luggage – a rucksack sort of thing. Or maybe it was a very large handbag.
Kind of attractive in a mid-30s and knows it way but a definite steely ‘don’t fuck with me’ air about her.
You know the sort of person.
Had a completely successful sense of humour bypass at birth.
So I asked her to move her stuff so I could sit down.
Know what she did?
She pointed to a vacant seat at the other table, and said I could sit there instead.
I guess I could have told her to eat shit and die but the truth is I laughed and did as she asked.
And the coach filled up behind as more people got on.
Until the person five behind me in the queue asked the Divine Ms Grump to move her stuff so that she could sit down.
This time the coach was full and she had no option.
Every now and then I catch her eye – The Divine Ms Grump.
And I smile at her; actually it’s pretty much a slightly restrained full-on laugh.
She doesn’t return the smile.
In fact she still looks as though (as Soph would say) she has a face like a slapped arse.
I really hope she isn’t a morning person and that this really is not the best side of her personality!