Lord, Please Don’t Kill Me

26 04 2008

Taxis Taxis Taxis



Weird cab experience:



Cab driver: Where you from. You’re tourists right? Not Sydney-siders, no way.
Me: Sure.
Cabbie: Perth, is it Perth?
Me: Yah. We’re from Perth.
Cabbie: Naaaaw, you’re joking yes? Melbourne. YOU’RE FROM MELBOURNE.
Me: Um, you got us.
Cabbie: Whatcha here for hmm? (raining pretty hard outside)
Me: The weather.
Cabbie: MmmHmmm. You play an instrument? You should play, you young people. I really love the violin.
Me: Oh, you play?
Cabbie: No.

Another 5 minutes before the journey ends.





Don’t sit on me – it’s not cool

16 04 2008

People. Lots and lots of people.
You know it, I know it: your person isn’t going to fit there. There’s this thing called a personal space bubble. You squeezing yourself into that too-small space next to me violates that bubble. Cross that invisible boundary and prepare to die.





The Walk and Shunt

14 04 2008

ShoveThis particular technique is a cardinal sin. You’ll notice I don’t specify what exactly it’s a sin in relation to, it’s that bad. It has almost certainly happened to you many, many times throughout your life, regardless of who you are or where you’ve been. Such a lack of common decency should never be displayed, and only the most vile, soulless people commit the act without genuine apology.

It goes like this, you’re having a casual stroll from Terribly Exciting Place A to Exceptionally Important Place B. There is a high chance you’re daydreaming, entirely off with the fairies, having the most wonderful time – possibly even eating an ice cream. Always aware of other people though, and keeping a respectable distance. For the sake of the dramatic, we’ll say you’re eating the best ice cream the world has to offer. Your taste-buds have never felt this alive as you tongue-lash the deliciously cold surface of your frozen treat with vigour and abandon.

Bang. Possibly not even anything so loud as that, perhaps just “Bump”.
That’s all it takes, really. Some egotistical villain, from a medieval era where Might equalled Right, and force was respected instead of litigated has just pushed right by you. Knocking your shoulder in the process, just your arm, or slamming into you with great bodily force. Regardless, the effect is the same. Your personal space has been invaded, your tender physical body is bruised, mentally you’re shaken up – angered, even – and your precious, delectable ice cream is on the ground. Your day is ruined. The culprit has carried on, without noticing. Another anonymous individual is tallied onto your hit list.

Key Issues:
Sheer arrogance
Total lack of care for the bodily rights of other people
Can damage delicious frozen milk products

Suggested Defence/Response:
Wear armoured or sharp, pointy items
Become a hermit