She changed her tune

Now that everyone is wrapping up that bit warmer for the clement period of weather we are descending into, there just seems to be that little bit less space on the tube. As I stood in the aisle, between the rows of seating a woman removed her backpack to make room for others, placing it at her feet.

She too was standing in the aisle and as she bent over to place her backpack on the floor, her backside did perhaps invade, only ever so slightly, the sanctuary one of the seated passangers had created with her broadsheet. I watched as the smuggly sitting female shook her head with dissaproval and thought - you bitch (with badly stripey highlighted/lowlighted hair)

A few stops later, in the very same aisle, a lady standing next to me was asked by a French lady to move further down the aisle. She did. Another stop or so later the French lady asked her to do the same again but she exploded! "Where to?" she spat. "I have a bag, there is no room!" I understood where she was coming from but perhaps her outburst was a tad over the top. It was a bit like a scene from Crash, but transplanted to the tube, Brit-Asian rucks with French woman. In good British taste, everyone managed to pretend the incident wasn't happening.

So back to lady smug. Following this outburst the backpack lady rearranged herself in the aisle and said backpack happened to nestle on the feet of broadsheet reading lady smug. She politely asked her to move the backpack slightly and when backpack lady apologised emphatically, lady smug became lady cordial and was beamingly accommodating.