Overheard on the bus

It was just after 7 in the morning and I was on my way to work on the bus. At that time in the morning, I’m usually a bit dozy. I was woken up by the voice of the man sitting behind me. It was a loud, confident public school sort of a voice. A little bit sergeant-major-ish. He was on his mobile phone.

I could see part of his leg along the aisle. He was in jeans.

“Oh, sorry,” he bawled out to his friend on the phone. “Sorry, I didn’t mean to wake you…. My phone went off by itself… yes, it dialled the last number … You see, my trousers are too tight… it set the phone off…”

Eeeeww. I’m not sure all of us on the bus needed to know that.

PS. There’s no photo to illustrate this post as I didn’t think I needed to make all of you feel even iller…