So.. I’d just finished my morning coffee and stood up to get to work, a stranger pointed out that I had chewing gum on my trousers, thanks to the seat I’d been on. This is probably one of the reasons for one of the most ridiculous laws in this country. And for once, I appreciated it.
The twerp had no decency to dump it in an ashtray, or under a table or the seat (that’s where you’d normally find it right? under the table?). On a seat! Chrissakes!
Don’t be dumb. Use a disposable from a hotel, not your own and certainly not your mate’s.