The man sitting next to me on the train this morning was watching porn on his laptop with a portable usb modem and headphones.
I looked at my skirt to check it was sitting straight, and caught an eyeful of balls. Dude then proceeded to turn the laptop screen away from me and glare at me like it was MY fault.
There’s a time and place for everything dude, and a morning trip on the Western Line is not the time nor place for that.
Demented santa’s with a hidden agenda