Spent some time on the u-bahn on the way to blog HQ today, and it threw up some interesting questions of etiquette.

Usually, I would offer my seat to little old ladies and generally be quite chivalrous. However, being a crutch-bearing cripple, I am no longer sure if this is expected of me. I would say that it isn't.

Still, I felt very odd when I got on a train and a little old lady got up to offer me her seat. Of course I didn't accept, but how fecking pathetic must I look to make a little old lady get up for me?

And then there's the other side of it - the people who make absolutely no effort whatsoever to help, pretty much pushing me out of the way. They're usually teenagers.

Damn teenagers. Can't wait to go on camp in two weeks. Breaking some spirits will make me feel better. :)