The way it is according to moi

I'm seriously pissed off and I'm hoping that blogging about this will make feel a tiny bit better.   Basic background: I volunteer weekly at a London hospital. I have so, for almost 4 years now.   I'm in the isolation room with a fellow volunteer, the patient and her parents.   We are entertaining the patient and also having a friendly chat with the parents. Normal small talk and they explain that they have been transferred to this hospital because there was a superbug outbreak in their previous hospital that forced wards to shut. I then ask if other patients from that hospital are here too? The mother replies, “Yes,   one that needs a bone marrow transplant.”   I then tell them something that I'm extremely proud of. "Oh, I'm on the bone marrow registry"   The father then replies, “It's very painful you know!”   I come back with, “Yes I know but I'm happy to endure pain for about 8 days if I've then contributed in saving someone...

So I've just been on the tube for the last 20 minutes listening to a young couple in their 20's. It's quite amusing. They work at the same company and its obvious by their conversation that she stayed at his for the first time last night. While the rest of London is trying to get to work these two are trying to establish basic things like 'so, where do you live?, How long have you been at the company?' I was seriously trying my best to not laugh at them. Then she goes on about how she is only going to be 30 minutes late work after she goes shopping first. She needs to buy clothes so that she doesn't look like a dirty stop out. I'm not judging that they shagged, or that they don't know each other, or that she doesn't have clothes to wear to work. My gripe is having to listen to the whole thing. (Look, we've all had to buy emergency clothing at times in our lives. If you haven't, then you haven't lived) The difference here i...