The Romance of Knee Touching

3 topics in one evening, I probably do need therapy.

The other day, yesterday in fact (Wed 20th), I was witness to a rather strange form of decision making, something which when looked for, is actually found everywhere..

Yesterday, when I was at Liverpool Central Station at around half 4, a bit shy of the rush hour but still full of the other lucky buggers that managed to get off early, the Ellesmere Port train was suddenly cancelled, which was then followed by a member of staff with a voice much louder than her short stature would lead one to believe yelling down the platform "Everybody wishing to travel towards Ellesmere Port please board the Chester train and depart the train at Hooton station!!"

So now, standing on a crowded platform, with an inconveniently large urge to readjust myself, I was thrilled to hear the train would now be doubly packed, which would not only make the homeward journey uncomfortable and clammy at best, but also that I wouldn't get a chance to subtly readjust my jack in the box until I got off..

Anyway, the scene is now set. What I noticed on that dreadful train journey was the strange choice a particular man made. The small clearing by the doors in each carriage was like a tin of sardines as you can imagine.. and I saw a slightly lanky and pasty fella ignore an empty seat, clearly for the fact that his thighs and knees would be too close to the people next to and in front of him (made clear by his attempt to sit down, and then his hasty change of mind).
 In place of this, he was stood up, sandwiched between an overweight cyclist and a red faced business man, with no more than an inch between arse and pecker both ends, with the trains gentle motions forcing the former and latter into a sort of involuntary tango.. Why didn't he just go for the softcore knee touching in place of the little x-rated dance he then found himself in.. The lengths people will go to in order to avoid interaction with the rest of the world..

This man unfortunately ended up with the opposite of his intentions. But for all we know, he might have enjoyed it and in that case, good for him for swindling himself a cheeky free lapdance!

Humanity is either full of isolated strangers or devilishly clever homosexuals..

Jack