I've accidently managed to get on the same train as a middle-aged humming man several times the last month and quite quickly found myself a new hopefully lifelong object of hatred: people who hum or whistle.
Everyone is sitting nice and calmly on the train, waiting quietly for either winter or life to end. Except this lad, who sits and hums indecipherable rhythmless noices.
I look around me and expect to see a dozen people restraining themselves from strangling the man, but no. People just seem to accept it.
Anyone share my new hatred of humming people or am I alone in this agony?
Everyone is sitting nice and calmly on the train, waiting quietly for either winter or life to end. Except this lad, who sits and hums indecipherable rhythmless noices.
I look around me and expect to see a dozen people restraining themselves from strangling the man, but no. People just seem to accept it.
Anyone share my new hatred of humming people or am I alone in this agony?