I miss talking to everyone. They all have their faces stuck in "a device". It's a shame. I once said to a chap at the next table "if you weren't looking at that thing, we'd be flirting". He laughed and said "is it too late?" "Yes! I've finished my coffee and you've missed your chance". Turns out we both go there regularly. Now we chat. No flirting though! My #2 unstepson never has his face out of his phone. He misses so much of "now" because he's watching "there" or "then". I'm pretty sure he missed every goal in the world cup because he was so busy reading off stats and nonsense to us about what had happened or might happen. Twit!
I talk to everyone ... OH is coming on the bus with me today ... he’s preparing himself to engage in social exchanges with total strangers 😉
Better hope you never meet me on a bus then - we'd end up at the terminus, still yacking. I've even been known to speak to a stranger on the Tube (gasp, shock-horror). Normally it's a tourist standing staring vaguely at the map on the wall, then the map in their hand, then the map on the wall. It also tends to make people on the red-eye train into London in the morning jump if you speak to them. In that case it's usually in response to a particularly unhelpful announcement from the guard.
I also argue with the TV, the SM self service till (though I prefer the self scanners - I talk to those too), petrol pumps, OH's car (it bleeps a lot), people on the internet
I used to get groceries delivered but we've no room for the vans to turn round at the moment so we can't, until the cement mixer has moved and we get some gravel down.
Gardening on the edge of Exmoor, in Devon
“It's still magic even if you know how it's done.”
I am waiting for one of your colleagues at the moment @Hostafan1, they are going to bring heavy stuff, frozen stuff, bulky stuff that is complicated on a bus - but they can't bring me The Magazine or a selection of tea towels so I can pick one I like!
Also it is good to go out into the world sometimes and talk to anyone you meet, they are often interesting in Windsor as there are plenty of 'visitors' ranging from really interesting to really annoying. One American lady kept me talking for near a quarter of an hour, when I finally said I must go as I had a bus to catch she said "I just love listening to your accent!" probably hadn't heard a blind word
"The trouble with having an open mind, of course, is that people will insist on coming along and trying to put things in it." Sir Terry Pratchett
I talk to everyone ... OH is coming on the bus with me today ... he’s preparing himself to engage in social exchanges with total strangers 😉
Better hope you never meet me on a bus then - we'd end up at the terminus, still yacking. I've even been known to speak to a stranger on the Tube (gasp, shock-horror). Normally it's a tourist standing staring vaguely at the map on the wall, then the map in their hand, then the map on the wall. It also tends to make people on the red-eye train into London in the morning jump if you speak to them. In that case it's usually in response to a particularly unhelpful announcement from the guard.
I also argue with the TV, the SM self service till (though I prefer the self scanners - I talk to those too), petrol pumps, OH's car (it bleeps a lot), people on the internet
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Snap!!! We're probably twins parted at birth Our bus route is circular (ish) ... we could go on for hours .........................
Gardening in Central Norfolk on improved gritty moraine over chalk ... free-draining.
I make a point of talking to people on the tube and bus and am forever rescuing lost looking tourists. I hate how everyone has their faces in their phones or headphones on their ears.
I think generally Ocado saves me a huge amount as I only ever buy what's on my list and they can't tempt/distract me with daft stuff I don't really need. They offer free delivery on a Wed. With no car and a dodgy back, it's a life line.
I do wish they would treat their staff better. I don't like using companies where the staff are miserable and mistreated. Lugging bags around all day on a stupidly tight schedule is such a hard job. So many of the addresses (in my area) are at the top of blocks of flats or in the arse end of estates that are impossible to find. And they are supposed to stay chirpy and cheerful, come what may. I tend to tip.
"Some of the items were unavailable and the store alternatives were quite random. "
It never happens to me. It depends on which depot you live near, which company you chose and probably which day you have for delivery. I tend to go for Wed as it's the quietest (not Saturdays). I go for evening deliveries as they are free most days. Christmas is a whole different ball game. Ocado do a Tesco price match, so they are just as cheap.
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Gardening in Central Norfolk on improved gritty moraine over chalk ... free-draining.
My #2 unstepson never has his face out of his phone. He misses so much of "now" because he's watching "there" or "then". I'm pretty sure he missed every goal in the world cup because he was so busy reading off stats and nonsense to us about what had happened or might happen. Twit!
I also argue with the TV, the SM self service till (though I prefer the self scanners - I talk to those too), petrol pumps, OH's car (it bleeps a lot), people on the internet
I used to get groceries delivered but we've no room for the vans to turn round at the moment so we can't, until the cement mixer has moved and we get some gravel down.
“It's still magic even if you know how it's done.”
Also it is good to go out into the world sometimes and talk to anyone you meet, they are often interesting in Windsor as there are plenty of 'visitors' ranging from really interesting to really annoying. One American lady kept me talking for near a quarter of an hour, when I finally said I must go as I had a bus to catch she said "I just love listening to your accent!" probably hadn't heard a blind word
Gardening in Central Norfolk on improved gritty moraine over chalk ... free-draining.