To have just growled at a man on a train?

[TandB]

Actually growled. Not spoke crossly. Growled. Like grrr.

I got on a train and went to sit in one of the sets of 4 seats. An oldish gentleman was sitting in the seat diagonally opposite but with his leg crossed so far over his knee that it was right across the bank of seats. As I sat down I knocked his foot slightly at which point he made that growly, throaty noise of annoyance that only terribly posh older men can produce - you know the noise I mean? A sort of harrumphy grr accompanied by ostentatious eye rolling and glaring and slow removal of foot.

So I growled back. The best impression of his humphy noise that I could manage.

He looked a little shocked and is now hiding behind his paper.

Oh well, I suppose it isn't every day that a tetchy, heavily pregnant woman growls at you and in my defence it has been a trying day.

I might growl again and see what he does......

Good on you.

Very quietly bark every so often

Stick in a bark. That'll learn him.

Haha! will try that with my boss when she refuses to change my review date that clashes with midwife appt

excellent!! :)

Growl again... just a little one...go on I dare you ! what a knob, obviously used to getting his own way.
Grrrrr.....

yanbu

Love it! Well done.

Oh dear, that made me chuckle.

This man was quite possibly my father, he ALWAYS does this, does he have white hair?? Growl again.

Good work. Did you say 'So kind' when he moved .

Yea, you!

I regularly huff at people like this on the train, men that think that having balls means that they have to sit with their legs this-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------far apart..........

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Are you actually a panda then? I had wondered but been too polite to ask

Bite his ankle. Do it!!!!

Do you have a pipe you can be inncocently blowing bubbles out of when he lowers his paper? :o

Glad everyone thinks this was normal and reasonable behaviour!

He had greyish-white hair, ahhyes, so probably not your father.

He and I actually parted as sort of friends I think. We banded together against a spectacularly annoying woman who decided to join the party in our block of seats just after I posted. She wasn't little and slim but sat down next to the man and opposite me and made a huge show of not being able to fit into the seat. Lots of huffing and puffing and glaring at the man who, to be fair to him, was by this point occupying no more than his fair share of space. Then she started making muttered comments about "people who think that no-one else needs any space" while shuffling pointedly.

He ignored her so she turned her attention to my feet which were parked squarely beneath my knees and could not have been moved any further out of her way without removing my entire lower leg. More glaring and muttering about "people who don't leave room for my feet". Seriously - they couldn't have got any closer to my seat and there were multiple other seats available with no seats opposite them so she had clearly just decided to find something to take issue with. After a bit more huffing and pointed newspaper shaking and glaring at my legs she obviously decided I was a softer target than growly man and said "Can you move your feet please?"

At this point, growly man lowered his newspaper and gave me a very clear "go on, growl at her" look.

I remembered the Mumsnet mantra - no is a complete sentence.

"No," I said and smiled.

At which point growly man gave me a big grin and retreated behind his newspaper as woman practically exploded with indignation.

She spent the rest of the journey muttering and glaring and I spent the rest of the journey smiling serenely.

Growly man gave me another grin when I got off.

Sorry - she WAS little and slim.

You should have eaten her. That's learn her.

Seriously, good show! I remember the commuter hell and they deserved it.

I'm now remembering that special smell of damp, stale breath, tissue dust and menthol that pervades all tin cans used to transport commuters at this time of year. It's making me heave a bit.

Ahahahahahahahahaha!

I love train rage.

COCK YOUR LEG OVER HIM WHEN YOU LEAVE!

Isn't there a law that pregnant women can pee wherever they like?

It wasn't even that busy a train - it should have been a quite normal, possibly even pleasant journey.

Although I think today is National Unreasonable People Day. So far today I have encountered the following unreasonable people:

Woman who rammed her shopping trolley into my stomach while swinging it round in a flamboyant u-turn. And then tutted at me. Clearly my pregnant stomach hurt her groceries.

Bloke who muttered something at me while passing me in the street. And then backed up to say 'well you could answer me - it wouldn't kill you to be polite'. When I said I didn't hear him he said "I said 'cold, isn't it?'". Clearly highly important information that required my input.

Woman with pram at station this morning who snapped at me "well aren't you going to offer to help me?" as I waddled to the bottom of the stairs carrying my two bags. When I pointed out that there was a lift about 10 feet away she said "well, I don't want to use the lift. The stairs are much easier'. To which I replied "well clearly not" and flounced slowly and ungracefully up the stairs.

Colleague who sent me to court for a last minute application for costs on one of her cases - and when I asked her what the costs were said "do you need to know that?". No. I will just ask the judge for "some" money. And then emailed me the costs schedule at 10.05 when my case was at 10.00.

Did I miss the National Unreasonable Person Day memo? Or is it just me? Do I attract the odd, entitled people?

Been on the tube alot recentley with little man - for London hospital follow ups after brain surgery (he has a huge patch of shaven head with a fair few stiches in there)
If a spare seat became available he would run for it ;) - despite me trying to stop him and no one moving for him even when he was wailing his head/feet hurt.
Once he was involved in a stand off with a 30 somthing chap in a suit trying to look all important - the Dickhead actually pushed my son out of the way so he could sit down
Little chap " my seat i got their first you shoved me"
Dickhead - kids shouldnt have a seat they dont need one
little chap - I need one my head is hurting and i want to sit down...
Dickhead - I am not moving
Little Chap - flashing him his head saying I AM POORLY and your not very nice ... in the yellsway only a nearly 3 year old boy can do....
Queue lots of looks and people offering the 'big brave boy' their seat whilst shooting daggers at the Dickhead.
Little chap then finds it 'helpfull' to inform all of the oncomming passenge
not to sit next to Dickhead as he is a bad man and not nice ;-)

Yes i should have intervened... but i thought little chap could handle this himself ;)

Little chap can come and ride around on trains with me. We will growl and mutter to our hearts' content.