Had a lecture by a legend in publishing who happened to get the same train home. Yes Tina do the schmooze routine. It started with a hello FROM HIM (yes all smooth sailing from here...) to which I replied "Oh I didn't recognise you with your little hat on!" WHAT ARE YOU DOING TINA HE'S NOT A 5 YEAR OLD CHILD! This was met with a grimacing silence to then ask where I was going back to...my reply of East London put shudders through the little man. (it's actually really nice!!!) He pulled out an art magazine and into the world of print he disappeared. I sat there screaming in my head to say something, say ANYTHING.... A few more smiles and finally got a conversation going but as the monotone woman over the tannon announced we are arriving at London Waterloo, it was all a little too late. As he stumbled to his feet grimacing with back pain (should I offer support, is that patronising...) My little posh tot voice echoed out "was a great talk and was lovely to meet you" to which he didn't hear leaving my hand open and wafting in the wind. He turned round and in a comedic way shouted BYE! Moral of this story - I am a douche and can say goodbye to any potential job with his company. FUCK
