In the way

The last week has been very cold, particularly early in the morning at the rail station where I start my daily commute. There is a waiting room to sit in whilst waiting for your train and it is quite warm, well it is if you do not sit right next to the door. Well, the same person does every morning, and you hear him have a little grumble to himself every time that somebody walks in.

 

Why does he sit there? If he can make it to the waiting room, a few yards further into the room to where you do not get affected by the door opening all the time would not hurt.

 

Christmas shopping has hit frenzy mode and town centres are full of people buying gifts and cards or unsuspecting recipients. Now I am not a very good “shopper” or so I have been told. I decide what I want before I go shopping and where I plan to get it from. If what I want is not where I expect to find it I sometimes have a reserve spot where to find it or, if not, it just does not get bought.

 

Another thing that can quickly halt any shopping trip I embark on is people standing in shop doorways or in the middle of the pavement having conversations. They are totally oblivious to the fact that others have to treat them as a traffic roundabout. With the outbreak of community policepersons or wardens walking the streets I think they should be allowed to give tickets and fines out to people who are just “in the way”, as they can do it for most other things these days.