That is beyond… the reason that looking good is important but not the most important, and why no amount of make up will help an ugly personality!
Welcome to a little rant! Sometimes I despair of people… and today is no exception! I am all about the grooming – i write a blog about it, but there are lines that should not be crossed. I was horrified today when a pregnant woman had to argue with two office women on their daily commute to work, for the right to sit in a chair specifically set aside for people to use who are less able to stand. The reason… they need to do their make up! I am not making this up either – these women victimised this pregnant lady because of their own vanity.
I was sat at the opposite end of the carriage, and overheard the kerfuffle, and of course offered my seat. But as shocked as I was at these two vain women, between me and the two women in question were 7 other women, who remained silent and sat in their seats. I would have thought at least one of them would have sympathised and offered their seat, but not so. I do not give up my seat for accolades, I do it because it is the right thing to do. And I would have thought women (whether they have been pregnant or not) would have a least some understanding of the situation, and how difficult it must have been to approach and ask for the seat in the first place.
Also in this group of people that really get my goat are:
-People who read the newspaper across another seat and then tut at you when they have to move to let you sit down
-People who think that their bags have bought a ticket and can therefore take up a seat
-And people who eat full on food that should be eaten at a table on the tube!
Selfish, Selfish, Selfish!
I am no saint, but there is a certain level of human decency that is required in life, and it’s important to me that I at least try to achieve that. My personal vanity will never outweigh a pregnant woman’s right to sit down, or an older person, or anyone else who is less able to stand. I may not be caked in layers of make-up with drawn on eyebrows, but I will have a smile on my face when I offer my seat! And a look that could kill for the shamed women of that carriage.