Okay okay I’ll be the first person to put my hand up and say, public transport is terrible. It sucks, I’m sorry, it just does, and if I could I’d just drive my car everywhere, but when you share with three other people sometimes that just isn’t an option. So yeah, occasionally (as occasionally as possible) I find myself sitting on a train and scrolling through social media, hoping against hope I’ll get to wherever I’m going on time. The only thing that makes the trip worthwhile is that sitting on a train is the perfect way to people-spot. Everyone just acts as if they were on their own when, really, there are people all around them – it’s amazing. And, once in a blue moon, I’ll have to opportunity to eavesdrop on a fantastic conversation.
And here’s the crux of this story: I managed to overhear a conversation where a woman swore, black and blue, that having an anti wrinkle injection in Melbourne is the only way to keep your husband. It was hilarious. Whoever she was (and I guess we’ll never know now) she was obviously trying to convince her friend on the other end of the phone call that her husband was cheating on her, but she could stop it by a couple of quick pricks. It was like a conversation that you’d usually hear on a really bad reality tv show was happening right in front of my eyes. It took almost everything I had not to let out a snigger under my breath.
Not that I have anything against cosmetic surgery. Heck, my mum goes to one of the best cosmetic tattooing places in Melbourne. Who in their right mind, has that kind of conversation while sitting on a train? We can all hear you, lady, you might want to at least lower your voice.