Knitting needles!!!

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Hi all, well for the first time since I joined this group I too would like to VENT concerning a new sound I've discovered to be right up there with the arghhhh factor of gum chewing.

The deadly noise created by Knitting Needles!!

For the first time yesterday I heard this noise at close quarters and nearly exploded with the rage. I was trapped on a train with this woman who firstly noisily devoured an entire LARGE packet of potato crisps (arghhhh!!!), proceeded to suck every one of her fingers (double arghhhh!!!!) and then, just as I swear I had steam billowing out of my ears, she pulls out of her bag some knitting needles and wool, and drove me completely insane with the incessant click click click of those stupid needles!

I couldn't take it! There were no other seats available on the train, and after enduring this horrible assault of noise for several stops, I got up and went downstairs and had to stand for the remainder of my journey next to the carriage doors (another 20 minutes or so). I have never experienced such anger and frustration with knitting needles in my life - what has gone wrong with me? I'm wondering if it is the fact that I got so upset with her noisy eating and finger licking, that the next sound of her knitting worsened my already affected state. And not one other person on the train seemed to be bothered by her noise. That was the worst bit, realising I was alone with my anger and frustration.

I did not have earphones on my to play some music on my iphone. If I had it may have been more tolerable, although I found that even when I was standing downstairs I could catch the movement of her knitting needles out of the corner of my eye, and that in itself was upsetting me. I kept shooting dirty looks in her direction but she ignored me (probably thought I was completely mental).

I feel like a complete loony. I have never been so upset with a complete stranger before, I mean I felt inexplicable rage to the point of tears of frustration in my eyes. I am now stressing about having to catch the train again next week (I am not allowed to drive for another five months). I found the eating and the knitting on par with my father's eating noises, and that is just an unbearable torture for me.

This is depressing......... at least in the safety of my car I could control the children's eating by simply never allowing it!!

Oh how I wish this horrible illness would be recognised and treated. I dread the thought of public transport again. This is truly, truly a horrible thing to live with and I am crying right now at the thought of how upset I got yesterday. It makes no sense to me whatsoever, yet it is instantly debilitating and provoking, and completely uncontrollable.

Adrienne

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