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I find myself, of late, watching and observing people in whatever part of the social sphere they're in. What have I found? That in a general sense, we are completely oblivious to what is going on around us. I also, in not way, try to distance myself from this belief.
For instance, there is mentally challenged man on the bus, who a few weeks ago flipped out at me over a sneeze. There was all sorts of name calling and I shan't repeat it. Let us suffice to say that this was the first time I felt physically threatened. I've since found out, that he abuses and swears at anyone and I mean anyone who sneezes or coughs while he is on the bus. The lesson I learnt from this is that bodily functions, which cannot be controlled or aborted should not be done near this man. Hence, I do not catch the same bus if he is at my stop.
An old lady who lives in the unit block across from me also has a few peculiar habits. She frequently stands on the outer walkway screaming for her husband, often for as long as five minutes, because she wants him to do something. By the time he answers and the two blocks find out what she actually wanted, she could have done it herself. The other, more recent development, is her constant need to slam the screen door every time she goes in or out. It matters naught to her the time of day or night it is either. While you could shrug and ignore it, I find it greatly amusing that she then complains to her husband that the door is broken. I cannot for the life of me work out how that could possibly have happened.
Chewing gum is one of the most disgusting inventions on this planet. It really starts the day well when you're on the bus at 6:30am listening to the "Man Cow" chewing like there's no tomorrow. Add to this, that by the time we reach the Valley, he has decided that popping his gum is also a fun way to pass the time.
As for the sudden fasination with needing your i-pod in your ears and blaring away while you drive? I have no idea how that ever came to be considered a good idea.
And to all those wee 16 year old bints who think that dressing like it's 1984 is cool, please, think again. It wasn't pretty the first time it happened, and nothing's changed.
And now it's time for a rum and coke and a consideration of something for tea.
For instance, there is mentally challenged man on the bus, who a few weeks ago flipped out at me over a sneeze. There was all sorts of name calling and I shan't repeat it. Let us suffice to say that this was the first time I felt physically threatened. I've since found out, that he abuses and swears at anyone and I mean anyone who sneezes or coughs while he is on the bus. The lesson I learnt from this is that bodily functions, which cannot be controlled or aborted should not be done near this man. Hence, I do not catch the same bus if he is at my stop.
An old lady who lives in the unit block across from me also has a few peculiar habits. She frequently stands on the outer walkway screaming for her husband, often for as long as five minutes, because she wants him to do something. By the time he answers and the two blocks find out what she actually wanted, she could have done it herself. The other, more recent development, is her constant need to slam the screen door every time she goes in or out. It matters naught to her the time of day or night it is either. While you could shrug and ignore it, I find it greatly amusing that she then complains to her husband that the door is broken. I cannot for the life of me work out how that could possibly have happened.
Chewing gum is one of the most disgusting inventions on this planet. It really starts the day well when you're on the bus at 6:30am listening to the "Man Cow" chewing like there's no tomorrow. Add to this, that by the time we reach the Valley, he has decided that popping his gum is also a fun way to pass the time.
As for the sudden fasination with needing your i-pod in your ears and blaring away while you drive? I have no idea how that ever came to be considered a good idea.
And to all those wee 16 year old bints who think that dressing like it's 1984 is cool, please, think again. It wasn't pretty the first time it happened, and nothing's changed.
And now it's time for a rum and coke and a consideration of something for tea.