Reading was never my thing
Wednesday, November 29th, 2006My work moved premises a few months ago to nicer offices, still in Esher and right next to Sandown Racecourse – we can see snatches of the horses as the gallop past.
The best thing about it for me has been that we are now closer to the train station. Driving to work was becoming so stressful for me I was getting worried that I was going to loose it big time. I had already developed a healthy swearing habit to drivers who cut me off, didn’t use their indicators, didn’t let me in and it was really starting to manifest into hallucinations of ramming people off the road and smashing their car (and them) with my steering lock. When my eyes started rolling in the back of my head when some cunt cut in front of me I knew it was time to get back onto public transport.
And how I love it.
Yes, it is frustrating when the trains are delayed, cancelled etc. And it is expensive, stupidly so. But I have got an 2 hours a day to myself where I can switch off and listen, actually listen, to some music and shock horror, READ! Read books I say!