This is how I look after I try to run an errand before catching a train to Birmingham. I had a meeting so I needed to get the train. I was 'on a mission' and nearly got hit by a lorry. I was already crossing the small road and instead of them slowing down, they just carried on at full speed and then beeped at me loudly. I had time to get to the station with just enough time but decided to take a short cut, which ended up being the wrong way so I was further away. I had to run, so I did with a big backpack. I got to the ticket machines with 2 minutes to go. They were all free so I had my pick and I ended up choosing the one that hated my card and rejected it twice. So I had to wait for another one. Done. Go to the ticket machines. I'm flustered with 4 tickets in my hand and I keep choosing the wrong one. Get to the train with 20 seconds to spare. Sat opposite a guy who I am worried is judging me for being a bit red sweaty mess.