The new announcements at Cannon Street are laughable. Apparently we may have platform alterations and have to use different exits… Because of the Olympics. Why the fuck are they bothering to tell us now? It is January. Also telling us about the roadworks outside that have been going on for a good two months so that isn’t anything new. I also saw a poster saying that they are having testing tomorrow for the Olympics. Give me strength. How about doing testing when it really is busy, when the trains are all fucked and there are hundreds of angry livestock waiting. Oh no, that would be too much to ask. Back to the title of the post, and the deathwish of those on two wheels. Where I almost get run over every day, I saw a man almost get wiped out by a twat on a Vespa who stopped way over the white line. Thankfully the man who cheated death stopped to give the idiot a piece of his mind, but nowhere near as abusively as I would have done. There was pointing and waving of hands, but no raised voices and no name calling. It made me happy to see someone stop to put him in his place. Clearly he had pulled up to the front of the queue and over the line to see past the bus, but why he couldn’t just wait behind the bus is worrying, and this again illustrates that two wheeled subhumans take stupid chances in their quest to get ahead. Blindspots, red lights and white lines mean nothing if it means they can pull away first. I also had the pleasure of seeing a bike going the wrong way down the road outside Cannon Street and I made sure I was in his way to stop him bumping on the curb when a bus came towards him. He just swerved though and carried on. Makes me sooooo mad, if you hadn’t realised. It has been a day from hell today – customer care issues all day long, and trying to pick up the pieces as much as I could. Thankfully everyone seemed happy so I can sleep well tonight, making sure my bloody alarm goes off tomorrow so I don’t miss the train again like a tit. Only Tuesday and the girl sitting next to me stinks of vodka. Her day must have been bad, but mine must have been worse only I can handle it better. No drinkies for me tonight. The bus saga at London Bridge continues tomorrow morning with yet more disruption. From tomorrow, I no longer wait outside Fitness First (I saw Sweaty Betty leaving this morning when I was there just before 9am – looking as chunky as ever) and they will be stopping before the taxi rank apparently. We shall see. Pisses me off the disruption all the building work has caused. It seems we mean nothing to TFL when we are shifted about onto the street from the BUS STATION – clue is in the name. No doubt by the time the end of the world aka the Olympics arrive, all will be well again. Until then we just have to be the shit on their soles. Aren’t they kindly people? Sebastian Coe and Tony Blair… What have you done to this country? London is in uproar and all for 6 weeks when you can showcase what a great place it is. We have had 7 years of this shit and we are sick of it. When are WE going to get some rewards? I cannot wait for it all to be over.
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