It's just wrong
There are some things that are just plain wrong. Like eating crisps on the bus at 7am.
The wrongness of such an act is compounded when the crisps are cheese and onion flavour.
And just imagine how wrong it is to immediately afterwards open a bag of salt and vinegar crisps to scoff.
Such was the behaviour of a man sitting directly behind me as I travelled to work today.
In the space of a 15 minute journey, he had eaten two bags of crisps and filled the air of the bus with a greasy, foul smell. I'd also had to endure the sound of him munching away.
That he was overweight came as no surprise.
Surely he could have eaten breakfast at home - substituting his fatty, salty snack with fruit or cereals or an egg.
Crisps have their place: in the pub with a pint....not on a crowded bus first thing in the morning.
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Go to work on an egg? In Pype Hayes you woz lucky? In Dunfermline we lived on cheese and onion crips and, if we were lucky, a crisp sandwich. When things were tough we had brown sauce sarnies. And when things were really bad just the brown sauce.
Lectured by someone who hails from a land that invented the deep-fried pizza! That takes the biscuit (in Scotland spread with lard, of course).
get a life