there is a delicate balance between when one should leave a well filled taxi rank and begin to walk home, although i'm not quite sure where it lies. There is a point at which one has waited long enough that one could have meandered home, and which time you have waited to long, yet any point before the the requistie duration of your journey on foot is too short, while still, one must factor in the cost versus 'can i be arsed' equation.
I, being a simple man, of simple pleasure, for example, a Marks and Spencer Cheese and Coleslaw sarnie will perk me up, do not have the understandings of the laws of physics, psychics or sod, and do not nor cannot work out the balance between whether to up and wander home along whore laden streets, or mope around reading my book until the 30 people in the queue infront of me and Euston station got into their cabs before me.
Yet, as 45 minutes had passed, my book was decreasing in its interest, the inflamed gum around my wisdom tooth increasing in its incessant (although not required) pain and complete tiredness after a weekend of drinking and eating on a very regular basis, five taxis arrived altogether to prove murphy correct, and i jumped in, readying myself for bed.
I, being a simple man, of simple pleasure, for example, a Marks and Spencer Cheese and Coleslaw sarnie will perk me up, do not have the understandings of the laws of physics, psychics or sod, and do not nor cannot work out the balance between whether to up and wander home along whore laden streets, or mope around reading my book until the 30 people in the queue infront of me and Euston station got into their cabs before me.
Yet, as 45 minutes had passed, my book was decreasing in its interest, the inflamed gum around my wisdom tooth increasing in its incessant (although not required) pain and complete tiredness after a weekend of drinking and eating on a very regular basis, five taxis arrived altogether to prove murphy correct, and i jumped in, readying myself for bed.
