this morning at around 9 o clock on the victoria line i had an encounter with a beast. she did not resemble human features. something more like a yeti. or a dinosaur. she was wild and out of control and couldn't obviously resist the temptation to start on a young girl ' me' a sixth of her perimeter.

i did nothing wrong. i simply stood there with my ruck sack holding on to the railings preventing myself from sliding into the armpits of doom. then all of a sudden quaver miester had to pop. perhaps its my look. maybe people enjoy starting on me. i got enough shit at school through my teens for something that obviously pissed others off. who knows?

but anyway. yes she had a go at me for standing there. the fight went something on the lines of this.

quaver meister : what is wrong with you why wont you move down the carriage for godsake.

kitty : excuse me what is your problem? i can't move there is actually no more more room to move down into, sorry!

quaver meister : your taking up room for two people you silly girl. what is wrong with people like you. you have an attitude problem.

kitty : actually i have a ruck sack on that you maybe cant see and im having to hold on to the railing. get a life you silly cow.

i couldn't believe it. so i actually did the decent thing and got off the train when it stopped to refrain from shouting more abuse. i really wished i said to her ..

kitty : at least im not the actual size of 2 people.

i think im going to ditch public transport soon. it sucks. literally. i actually witnessed 4 fights that morning on the same line. so hopefully no more sweaty stinky coughing cookie monsters for me....?

to be continued......

kitty xx