May 14, 2010 00:32
I went to see Enron tonight with a bunch of other techies... don't. It's like watching someone's financial AGM meeting while stoned, I just lost three hours of my life I will never get back.
But.
The weird thing happened on the tube home, I was sat with Susan (one of my friends) and there was another man in the carriage - looked quite geeky; glasses, bow tie, shirt in his trousers that were up to his chin.
We get to Loughton, which is the stop before us, and this guy gets up to get off; but before he does, he turns to Susan and says... in THE most conversational tone ever:
"By the way, nice breasts."
What. The. Hell?