Following on from previous posts about pregnant women on the tube, I thought I would give you an insight into my mind from this morning.
No real problems on the tube but the first train that pulled in was busy and the next train was just behind it so I waited. The next train was as good as empty.
In choosing a seat I would generally pick the one that makes it easiest for me to get off the train at St Paul's. After sitting down I suddenly though... hang on, I sat here the other day and ended up giving up my seat to a pregnant woman as it is near the entrance. So I shifted to a seat in the middle of the carriage where it would be tough to get off, but there was no chance of having to give up my seat!!!!
In the end a woman fainted at Chancery Lane and I was in no position to be expected to give up my seat as I was wedged in the middle of the carriage.
The level of cynicism that is creeping into me is scary!