Oh, dear.

Right.

How's it going?

You're right. Am I all right? Yeah. You're stressed out. You've had a rubbish journey in. Fucking shit. I'm, um, my day's ruined. What's happened? Already. Just on the train. Um, on the train in. Yeah. I was rushing to get my train. I was running a little bit late.

And as I was going through the turnstiles,

some bloke asked me for a picture there.

Oh, yeah.

I said, oh, I'm trying to, I'm trying to get a train.

He was like, all right, no worries.

And then I, then I was waiting for about two minutes for the train

and he was just there

he wasn't just there no I never saw him again

and I just thought I could have just taken

20 seconds to have a pitch with the bloke

he would have made his day

and now he's probably gone away

and he's going to go and live the rest of his life thinking,

oh, that was a bit of an awkward interaction. Well, you just can't leave the house, Joe. You can't. No, I know. I know. I know. I get really affected by that. I've just been thinking about it, the whole journey in. And it was just one little thing I could have done. I should have just missed the train, even if I thought I was going to miss it.

Well, as we know, somebody wants to miss the train for me. Yes. Because they were too embarrassed to interrupt me. Yeah. Even though they definitely should have interrupted me. And I wonder what I was talking about. I wonder what I was talking about. It would have been absolutely meaning. I guarantee it would have been meaningless.

I genuinely couldn't concentrate on anything.

I was just sat on the train just going,

oh God, I've ruined that guy's day.

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