We went out last night.
We went out to the bus stop, walking along the road where last week we had espied a scrote riding his bicycle the wrong way along a one-way road.
Last night the scrote's stupidity was surpassed by the BMW driven at speed the wrong way along a one-way road road (with cars parked each side). I thought that if you're going to drive the wrong way along a one-way road it's best to do so in reverse so it looks like you're driving the right way. Or, if you insist on pointing the car into oncoming traffic a speed closer to 10mph rather than greater than 30 would be wise, especially if you're not wearing a seatbelt.
We got to Streatham and crossed over, passing a Northbound bus-stop where a bus was stopped and an altercation was taking place. Two young women, late teens/early twenties, were yelling and screaming at the driver "So because of you we're going to have to walk home in the dark...?" and his response was tauntingly "Oh, it 's my fault is it?" They were really having a go at him, as their friends stood on the pavement and mocked and jeered. He seemed quite relaxed about it. someone set off the alarm on the bus, presumably by opening the window.
I might be wrong but I assume the women had tried fare-dodging and he was having none of it. This is where I confess stupidity but I always think that if you try something and get found out it's always best to bite the bullet, hold your hands up and slink away inconspicuously. And try the same trick on the next bus. But, apparently, this isn't what everybody does. I interviewed someone on the subject of customer applications. Her observation is that if staff suspect a fraudulent application and ask awkward questions, the applicant tries to bully and domineer in an aggressive manner, rather than what I would do is play the innocent "What me, I'm a nice polite person..."
In the restaurant we were joined within the space of a few minutes by three couples. The first to arrive had a debate about smoking or non-smoking. The non-smoker insisting on smoking, the smoker saying 'no, it's not fair on you let's go to non-smoking'. "Early but not first date" we commented.
The second couple quickly decided without debate what wine they'd have and conversation focused on the menu. "Been together years," we commented.
The third couple arrived. One asked the other nervously, "Do you drink wine?" to which the reply was "I think so occasionally whatever you think..." "First date," we commented.
Then it struck us. The first couple were both women, the second and third couple were all men. It took us a while to realise, because we were just people-watching the dynamics, and amused at the couple rituals at their various stages of maturity, stages we have been through.
