Of all my friends I don't like, my commuter friends would have to be my least favourite. The entire basis of my relationship with these people basically boils down to this: we both use trains.
Recent topics of conversation have included:
- Trains: Expensive Or What?
- Trains: Unreliable Or What?
- Trains: Ah god, what was it... bloody... ah... yeah... trains though!
But I can still remember the day my friendship with Commuter Friend #01 reached its lowest ebb; that would be the day he talked me through his keys!
"Back door... front door... stationary cupboard... crook-lock... no, wait..."
I just sat there, staring straight ahead, praying for some kind of terrorist intervention.
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