I haven’t been on a train for a while now, but the other day I had to use it to get home. I had my laptop and the latest edition of Newsweek, so I was all set for a comfy journey. I’m as originally writing this from the train actually, and it was pretty nice for a while, although I managed to miss the first train due to a toilet related emergency.

I thought it worth a mention that there was an oldish man clipping his nails on the train. Isn’t that a bit gross? He looked kind of like Sol from Oceans 11, and for some reason decided that that exact moment was the best for clipping his nails. He then swept the clippings off his clothes on to the ground, how thoughtful of him.

For all old people who might potentially be on one train with me in the future: Please don’t clip your nails on the train, it’s disguisting. Also, near the end of the journey, a clipping landed about 10 inches from me. Yumm.