Mug Attachment
Some English folks have a strong attachment to specific mugs they own. I used a mug at work the other day, something with pink writing on it--the closest one to grab in the cupboard--and when I'd finished my tea, a woman came up and asked for it back. "Oh, some of us have our own cups, you'll find." Daniel has a couple of his own that only he'll use, too, whereas I usually just figure a mug's a mug.
Fear of Kids
When I rode into work on the tube last Wednesday, we stopped at East Finchley, and about thirty school kids piled onto the train. They were about twelve years old, middle-school age, and the looks of utter shock and fear on other commuters' faces were priceless. The kids were chatty, of course, but not crazed--and it was just such a laugh to see how disturbed these adults were! I just turned my iPod up. (Yeah, P.S. I bought a new iPod.)
Check-Out
People also seem oddly fearful of having their groceries mix with others people's groceries. They're really quick to use those plastic dividers in the check-out line, as if to make sure that someone's food cooties don't touch theirs. (Sure, we use them in the States, but if I only have a few items and can differentiate them all from the next person's food, I won't use a divider. Maybe it's just me?)
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I'm quick to use the plastic dividers myself... not for fear of cooties, or because I'm afraid of getting mixed up myself, but because I'm afraid the cashier will get mixed up.
Hahah I am fearful/amused by kids on the T all the time. When giant groups of them get on, I panic but also laugh. The other day, a group of 12 ten-year-old boys got on the T with 2 parents, heading from Brookline Village into Government Centre to transfer to go to the Aquarium. They were QUITE bosterous but cute. A few days before that, there was an entire third grade class from Brookline Elementary headed to Copley with me. YIKES. They were nuts. Pushing and practically sitting on top of this one lady. I never know whether to be annoyed or to just laugh at them!!
PS...I have mug attachment too. I freaked out when I was at RSC and someone else used the mug I'd claimed. Same at home when Marcus tried to use my Huntington Theatre mug.
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