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December 03, 2004

Observations of the week

My week of observations………………………

Mobile Phones

Old people hold the phone with their left hand and type with their right index finger as opposed to holding the phone with their right hand and using their right thumb. Which means they officially cant text and drive

Dreams

You wake up remembering your dream vividly. Then by the afternoon you have all but forgotten it

Driving

Whilst driving back from London I thought to myself…….anybody driving slower than me is an idiot, and anyone going faster than me is a maniac

Am I the only one that thinks “what have I been doing for the last twenty minutes” after going on auto pilot in the car on the motorway

Has anyone else looked in your interior mirror at the person in the car behind you and then realised they are looking at you looking at them

On the train

Why do people study things like adverts when they sit opposite somebody on the train? Is it to avoid eye contact?

When people on the underground train go underground, why do they look so shocked and annoyed that their phone call gets cut off. You are underground for Gods sake.

Walking in London

Why when I wear a suit, does everyone think I am the official guide to London, surprisingly I have not got an A-Z of London stored in my head

Nobody wears watches anymore, they just look at their phone for the time

When walking along a narrow street with someone approaching who chooses to stick to the left or right?


General Question

When you walk past someone in the street do you look at them or what? Please help me on this one.








2 Comments:

  • At 4:32 pm, Blogger she said…

    "When walking along a narrow street with someone approaching who chooses to stick to the left or right?"... ah, i have had experience with this. i was in new zealand a few years back and was out shopping with my new kiwi friend. we were deep in conversation and a group of people came walking directly at us. i leaned to push my friend to the RIGHT to walk around them, while she leaned to push me to the LEFT. we bumped pretty hard and looked stupid. it's the driving thing... what side of the road does your country drive on? that is the way you walk around someone. it is the same thing with double doors. in canada, in=right, out=left. always.

    "I've been in London UK this week but whats London in Canada like?"... i think i am gonna write a post about london. london ontario is this like totally insignificant city about 2 hours southwest of toronto. (my hometown is actually called markham, which is one of the many suburbia hells that decorates the greater toronto area.) when describing london my friend once said, "london is this city that is big enough to have tallish buildings all clustered around each other, yet it's small enough that you could still win a radio contest." that pretty much captures it. my roommate describes london as "white bread"... processed, consistent, not a whole lot of nutritional value. plus western (my university) sucks. well, more like the people suck. that being said however, i like london. not the most exciting place in canada, not one i would necessarily suggest visiting; however, there's something about it that gets you when you aren't paying attention. it is known as a bit of a "party" city (there are 2 colleges and a giant university), so this makes it bearable because there is always a really diverse choice of bars/pubs/clubs to hang out at. well relatively. i mean, considering it's size and the fact that this is canada, not ireland...

    oh and, "anybody driving slower than me is an idiot, and anyone going faster than me is a maniac"... absolutely disturbingly irrationally true.

    --diva christina

     
  • At 6:52 pm, Blogger coops said…

    thanks for your feedback. Just to expand on the 'which way do you go when you approach someone in the street' one. On more than one occasion, I have approached someone and dived left. Problem is they to their right. So I went to the right. Then they went to their left and so on until I bumped into them. As for going on the side of the road you drive on......... well in London say there are loads of left and right drivers by instinct. It's like when foriegn people cross the road, they naturally look right instead of left cause they are used to it.

    Anyway, the upshot of this is.......... you don't want to pass me in the steet. I go left and right, and I don't look at the person I'm passing which can be embarrasing if I know the person and it looks like I'm ignoring them! Why do I make walking so complicated.

     

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