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People who grab their hand luggage before evacuating a burning plane

“Cuh. Always the same, isn’t it?” “I beg your pardon?” “The second the plane stops and everyone’s on their feet to grab their hand luggage. I mean the doors aren’t even open yet!” “Ha, yes it’s silly isn’t it? Although

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People who grab their hand luggage before evacuating a burning plane

“Cuh. Always the same, isn’t it?” “I beg your pardon?” “The second the plane stops and everyone’s on their feet to grab their hand luggage. I mean the doors aren’t even open yet!” “Ha, yes it’s silly isn’t it? Although

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People who lean against the poles on tube trains

I’m not a tall man. Those loops of plastic dangling from the tube train’s upper extremities are just about within reach, but the act of grasping one at full stretch is not a comfortable one; indeed it feels more like

People who lean against the poles on tube trains

I’m not a tall man. Those loops of plastic dangling from the tube train’s upper extremities are just about within reach, but the act of grasping one at full stretch is not a comfortable one; indeed it feels more like

People queuing at the gate before getting on their plane

I’m not including budget flights here, where there is certainly an advantage to getting on the plane as early as possible in order to get a decent seat or to ensure you’re sitting next to anyone you’re travelling with. No,

People queuing at the gate before getting on their plane

I’m not including budget flights here, where there is certainly an advantage to getting on the plane as early as possible in order to get a decent seat or to ensure you’re sitting next to anyone you’re travelling with. No,

(Some) cyclists

I am going to begin this entry with a rare conciliatory preface. I admire most cyclists. I like cyclists. A few cyclists I find positively inspirational (like @OttilieQ – visit her website and then put yourself on an organ donation register).

(Some) cyclists

I am going to begin this entry with a rare conciliatory preface. I admire most cyclists. I like cyclists. A few cyclists I find positively inspirational (like @OttilieQ – visit her website and then put yourself on an organ donation register).

Drivers who expect thanks for stopping at a zebra crossing

If I’m in a car trying to get out of a side road, and another car slows to let me out, I thank them by raising a hand. They didn’t have to do it after all, so I want to

Drivers who expect thanks for stopping at a zebra crossing

If I’m in a car trying to get out of a side road, and another car slows to let me out, I thank them by raising a hand. They didn’t have to do it after all, so I want to

Taxi drivers that ask me for directions

There are many benefits to booking a private taxi – being able to get crazy drunk at your destination chief among them – but for me another pleasurable advantage is the lack of anxiety involved in planning a route and

Taxi drivers that ask me for directions

There are many benefits to booking a private taxi – being able to get crazy drunk at your destination chief among them – but for me another pleasurable advantage is the lack of anxiety involved in planning a route and

People that just stand there after coming off an escalator

Always look forward; never look back. Fine sentiments to live your life by. Until you get on a bloody escalator. No one save the most psychopathic of individuals would ever dream of slamming on the brakes in the middle of

People that just stand there after coming off an escalator

Always look forward; never look back. Fine sentiments to live your life by. Until you get on a bloody escalator. No one save the most psychopathic of individuals would ever dream of slamming on the brakes in the middle of