Accidently.
(In a similar vein to the walking into things thread - I'm hungover to pieces today, and feel like I'm going to be quite frequent on here for a few hours!)
Now, this morning, I took a different train into work that forced me to travel a few stops standing up (oh, the humanity) in a very densely crowded carriage. I wasn't close enough to have a pole to grab onto, and the sheer volume of people was doing a fine enough job of ensuring I wouldn't fall over. Up on arriving at my destination this morning however, as the train came to a stop, my right hand accidently (your honour) found it's way smack bang squarely on this mortified womans right buttock. If I had planned to do my best Benny Hill squeeze, I couldn't have done any more forceful or blatant. The hand was in perfect full five-fingers-outstretched, slighly curved grope formation, and the force of the jolt even probably lent to putting a bit of extra pressure on, which could quite believeably have felt like a squeeze
For those of you that don't know me, I'm really not the best at dealing with these situations. All I could do, was just freeze, and my face went a shade of crimson I don't think even Dulux could match. Then, instinctively, my latest brilliant manouvre was just to raise my hand and stare at my outstretched hand, just incase there was any chance of me hiding the fact it was me! (all this happening in split seconds trhat seems like a slow motion lifetime!).
Judging by the poor womans face, I was half expecting a right hander to my cheek, so I just ran away, giggling like a school girl through the station, wondering why the hell I was standing with my hand outstrectched in the first place, and I can't deny a little piece of me was probably wondering if I had actually made the womans day
haha.
My two questions are thus: 1) Has anyone else been in similar situations, and 2) Why the hell doesn't it ever happen to me (as a victim!)
(In a similar vein to the walking into things thread - I'm hungover to pieces today, and feel like I'm going to be quite frequent on here for a few hours!)
Now, this morning, I took a different train into work that forced me to travel a few stops standing up (oh, the humanity) in a very densely crowded carriage. I wasn't close enough to have a pole to grab onto, and the sheer volume of people was doing a fine enough job of ensuring I wouldn't fall over. Up on arriving at my destination this morning however, as the train came to a stop, my right hand accidently (your honour) found it's way smack bang squarely on this mortified womans right buttock. If I had planned to do my best Benny Hill squeeze, I couldn't have done any more forceful or blatant. The hand was in perfect full five-fingers-outstretched, slighly curved grope formation, and the force of the jolt even probably lent to putting a bit of extra pressure on, which could quite believeably have felt like a squeeze
For those of you that don't know me, I'm really not the best at dealing with these situations. All I could do, was just freeze, and my face went a shade of crimson I don't think even Dulux could match. Then, instinctively, my latest brilliant manouvre was just to raise my hand and stare at my outstretched hand, just incase there was any chance of me hiding the fact it was me! (all this happening in split seconds trhat seems like a slow motion lifetime!).
Judging by the poor womans face, I was half expecting a right hander to my cheek, so I just ran away, giggling like a school girl through the station, wondering why the hell I was standing with my hand outstrectched in the first place, and I can't deny a little piece of me was probably wondering if I had actually made the womans day
haha.My two questions are thus: 1) Has anyone else been in similar situations, and 2) Why the hell doesn't it ever happen to me
(as a victim!)
