Yesterday morning, on my way to the platform at King's Cross, I was forced to walk at a pace I would consider towards the slow end of the scale. Especially considering the circumstances: train about to leave, barriers initially chosen by my good self and fellow commuters closed, needing to make a last minute detour to the working barriers.
The slow walking pace was thanks to a fully grown adult male with an overnight bag the size of a fucking toaster. What is my problem with such a small item of luggage? I don't have a problem with such a small item of luggage. Until Samsonite fit wheels; allowing self-important businessmen to wheel such a small item of luggage behind them in the clean air.
It's all so fucking pointless! Why don't these - usually hulking - people simply carry the luggage like in the good old days? When men were men. Instead of trailing it in their wake - like the synthetic dog they never had - while they slurp hot brown liquid from Starbucks. I make exceptions for larger items of luggage and/or more slightly built commuters where the weight of luggage and commuter are approaching equilibrium. After all; we do need to look after our bodies.
So the next time a 'Sales Executive' roles a shoebox over my feet or makes me walk at a pace which I consider unacceptable, I will be forced to kick said shoebox across the station concourse. And I don't want to have to do that. Not with my groin.
