At North Geelong Station this morning 'permanently cranky smoking woman' made the snide remark "Well that was clever!" when I got the last comfy space on the floor instead of her.
I am not sure what her issue is really. I was standing 5 metres away from her toxic poison until she littered her stub. then I moved to where I would have been standing had she not been polluting a public space - right where the door of the train arrives.
Well actually I am clever. I know where the train stops. The door aligns with a spot opposite the wire fence approximately 2 metres from a prominent line of rust. I also know to keep away from her disgusting and selfish carcinogens.




