"Yeah" said the ash blond to her slightly shorter skirted companion " like, I had to make the f******g coffee, like,three "******* times, as if, like I could not get my head, like, around the like, the ******* photo copier. I have only been there, like, fifteen ******* months. You would, like, have thought......
Escaped at the Elephant and Castle.
Relieved not only at the relief from such artless chatter but also having managed not to have left my flies unzipped: Not that I am a judge but ex-Ambo in Flasher Scandal: Lord of the Flies. Our Man lets it all Hang Out. etc etc Write your own tabloid headline . Not that these young ladies would have noticed.
When you are over fifty.
You are invisible.
Especially on the Northern Line