Today whilst on a train travelling from Leeds to Newcastle I was greeted by a ticket inspector named Julie wearing Nike trainers and working a bowl cut.
Don’t get me wrong, I have no issue with either of those things. I’m sure this middle-aged woman decided sports wear in a workplace was a genius idea and I assume this is because every night when she leaves her Cross Country carriage she takes off at a heavy sprint and maintains this pace until she reaches her home. This seems quite likely as her rather smart uniform was slightly strained around her waist from what I assume to be amazing abdominal muscles.
It’s also possible, though unlikely, that our friend Julie is simply sloppy and considers her self to be above the effort walking in more appropriate shoes. If this is the case, she probably doesn’t have amazing abs and instead is a little bit squidgy.
there is a time and a place to acceptably wear Nike trainers.
The bold bowl cut “Julie is a woman who works hard, she paces back and forth throughout a train all day. Julie needs to look good as she addresses the public on a daily basis. Julie doesn’t have time to preen herself for hours on end before checking tickets, she needs to be on the ball. Julie is one of a kind, a trend setter” This is a quote from Julie’s Hairdresser and it’s definitely 100% accurate. Probably.
As I fumbled around in my bag to find my tickets, I could see how practical Julie’s choice was, her hair never gets in her eyes, she doesn’t have to worry about it falling out of place and she barely has to brush it.
I spotted a shock of electric blue shyly making an appearance on Julie’s left shoulder.
Despite having a bowl cut, Julie has chosen to keep a long strand of hair growing from the back of her head and that the only suitable colour for said strand is electric blue to compliment her natural mousey blonde. This is a clear demonstration of Julie’s wild side and obviously allows her to style her hair in so many adventurous ways during her leisure time.
I can’t wait to catch another Train next Friday.
I couldn’t take a picture of Julie without her noticing, so here is a life-like portrait.