[dropcap cap="S"]o, I'm standing here looming at the tube tracks below in front of me, waiting on the platform for the Northern line. And my thoughts move on and stop at the thought of getting a seat in the middle of the seating aisle. No jokes. So that's because the thought progresses to me noticing a person walk into the aisle and me feeling that I must give my seat up for that person. It's not pure dread, it's just another opportunity to asses my needs against those of others or more to the point, my will to give my seat and exercise humility and politeness. 

I find myself counting instances when I will give my seat up. "if she shuffles her bag from one arm to the next, then she's having a tough time - here take my seat". 

A tough one is if the person is overweight - sure, they are less able to stand but by giving them your seat on that basis may be insulting and not polite as it exposes someones features that society(and thus the person) will find offensive. So I've decided not to chance that.

Today's been a good day.

I'll loom to attend tube seating anonymous anytime soon :-)[/dropcap]