Ridiculously hot in London today, got to a seat on the underground faster than a hamplanet, got dirty looks all the way home, aww yiss. It is crazy hot today (37 degrees, around 100 for you Americans), the underground was even worse (at least 40) packed on the way home from work, stood in the aisle as always, woman a few seats away gets up to leave, obeast standing nearer, tries to waddle to the seat. Like the shitlord I am, I moved much faster and got in first, she said to her obeast friend, "how nice" and started giving me evil looks all the way home. Why do hams think they should be entitled to sit down?