A hell I’d forgotten …
I’ve been independent for so long, I’ve been able to organise myself to avoid most of the worst things people inflict on themselves. For example, I’m usually pretty good at avoiding peak-hour travel.
But since returning to wage-slave status (albeit slave to a better master than of old), I’ve come to see Monday-Friday as no longer being as free as I’ve been accustomed to. And so it is that today, on a Saturday, I took the bus into Plymouth and went shopping.
Now I remember why I’ve avoided Saturday shopping for ten years :-( Though I should perhaps add that I rarely go shopping at all other than locally or for food: today was the first time this year.