The London Underground. It's dusty, it's grimy and it's full of people's body odours that I care not to sample. If i wanted your armpit shoved up against my chin, i'd be in a relationship with you. Then there are the breed of people who think it's acceptable to eat curries/pasties/burgers in such a confined place. This was my horrific experience recently:
Here's an alarming statistic for you: more than one in five commuters say rising fares are leading to them considering looking for work outside of London according to a OnePoll survey of over 500 London workers. This would be a disaster for the Capital's business scene. Can you imagine losing more than 20 per cent of your workforce to rising commuter costs?
January brings with it a much more vicious and ferocious beast than a few Facebook updates from Jen about how 2014 is her year (and that her cheating boyfriend can go to hell). Allow me to introduce to you, the January sales-seekers, otherwise known as the most horrible people you will come across in January (maybe).
Public transport is a common method of travel by many people across the globe, yet somehow some people still haven't mastered the art of getting it right. We have people that seem to think that they are the only one in a rush to get to a certain place, that they are the only one on the tube or that nobody around them has any transport requirements.