Death stares

by .me.

I’m getting constant death, lip-curling looks from this 30-something woman on the train. It’s quite hilarious because I’ve never seen her before, I have no idea what I’ve done, and I just know my current smug smile is making her even angrier at me.
Happy Friday!
Saw a cute guy reading New Scientist on the 376 this morning..we had a little chat, but then someone sat next to him. And I was going to give him my business card, so we could chat Quantum Physics another time, but I totally chickened out. Looks like I’m getting the bus all next week