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Today I am being horrendously irritated by grubby people, and dog-mouths.
The grubby people aren't dirty, they just want to grub about in things. Their crinkly carrier bags, their paper bags with pasties in, crisp packets and ridiculously small bags that seem to contain their whole lives. The man next to me has just spent the best part of five minutes unpacking and he's still not done! He's now unfolding a MAP. Mate, you've just grubbed out a laptop and charger and you are sat at a computer desk.
The dog-mouths don't have smelly breath. They just make constant mouth noises. Sometimes eating noisily, sometimes just seemed to chew their own cheeks. SHUT UP. Sadly I've found when you smash their noses flat into their face (which would serve them right) they actually get noisier, so I've had to give that up.
I think my blood sugar level might have dropped.
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