Beep beep beep on the bus

Sat on the bus at the moment on the way to Victoria. Efficient way of getting round London.I am surrounded by people from all walks of life — and they are all texting! Every single one of them. One huge, huge lady sat behind me is slowly, slowly, slowly tapping out a message on her piece-of-rubbish Samsung. I could almost tell you what she’s writing because for every sodding key press, the handset lets out a BEEP. For every sodding character. She is a) clearly not familiar with T9 and b) an utter cretin for not putting her handset on silent.And when she is not typing she is coughing over me. Joy. Man of the people, me.