You know, Dear Void, there are many douchey things people can do and they do it. Most of the times I just brush it off, laugh or take no notice of it but this time I took it personally.
It was a hot summers day and I was travelling from Euston station towards Harrow on a train. I had been in tube just before arriving to Euston and it was really hot. Do you know what I carry in my purse for that kind of occasions? A fan. So I was sitting there in the train, fanning away. Even one lady sitting opposite to me said that its really hot and that she envys me and I replied that indeed its really hot and humid today, especially in tube.
And then what happened?
Half way to Harrow I felt a slight tap on my shoulder from someone sitting behind me and motioning me not to fan. (Pointing at my fan and making a no-no move with his finger). The lady who I talked before was flabbergasted and asked me quietly that did he just told you not to fan? I just shrugged my shoulders and packed my fan away to my purse. I wasnt too worried about the heat because my stop was the first to come up. I didnt look back or make a problem out of it because, well..Im not that kind of a person. I thought that maybe he was reading the newspaper and the wind from my fan was indeed something that bothered him. BUT when it was my stop and time for me to get off the train I stood at the doors and took my first look at the person who told me not to fan. Low and behold. He was just sitting there with earphones in his ears and listening music. No newspaper, no book, no nothing! He was looking back at me too with the expression of something I translated into: whatcha gonna do now? Well...nothing really. So I just gave him the stink-eye and stepped off the train.
And as I was walking on the platform towards my exit I was wondering did he feel cold from the vigorous fanning? No, I think he is just a douche.
