The Wrote and the Writ

The day i didnt catch the train (woh oh la la woh oh la la)

Dear rude train bitch, thank you so much for pushing me off the train this morning so you could fit your huge and quite frankly disgusting arse in the carriage. Just thought i’d let you know that there is thing called a queue. Its a fantastic idea invented by mr s queue in 1765. Basically just because i paused to let a woman with lots of bags on first did not mean i had no intention of getting on the train and the vision of you bounding up the platform to push me out the way nearly made me lose my breakfast. Anyway i really enjoyed getting the shitty bus into town and am now equally enjoying sitting on a cold train platform and the idea of being late for work. Thanks, thanks a lot, let me know if i can ever return the favour, kind regards, annoyed and disgusted of hyde park