on October 1, 2012
at 11:18 am
Cementing A Path To Enlightenment
This problem exists everywhere, but I seem to notice it the most on or near a college campus. The semi-educated future generation of the human race, with their pre-wrinkled blue jeans and K-pop, are so focused on intense discussions with each other about the critical topics of hair, muscles and opposite sexes that they can’t seem to devote any brain power to sharing public spaces with other people outside of their circle of influence.
Yes, I am over 40, why do you ask?
- Ben
Chapter: Episode 10 - Friday
Characters: Isabel
I’m so very, very disappointed that you think option 1 is an option at all. It appears to be what happens, but it is not an option.
I seem to have the most trouble with this phenomenon in the hallways at my work place – with the people over 35 who feel the need to have “meetings” about Dancing with the Stars near important office objects – like restrooms. In this situation, there is no option 1, as I can’t pass through walls yet.
We were trying to be sarcastic with option 1 being an option. Maybe that didn’t come through well enough.
Yeah, the thing where people are blocking hallways talking and stuff will be another PSA, trust me.
Pro Tip.
(also those scientology-recruitment-guys don’t ask you how you feel today)
Wear a black leather mantle. Even the toughest wannabes make space for you
Good tip. I just wish I looked good in leather.
EVERYONE does look good in black leather. That’s why it’s fantastic…
(it helps that people are not sure if you’re hiding a battleaxe beneath it…. but that was only three times this month…)
I love these PSAs. So much of my rage is directed at things like this. Don’t get me started on slow-walkers, or even worse, people who are talking and walk BACKWARDS into sidewalk or crowded hallways.
I’ve always thought people need turn signals, for their lousy walking.
As a college student, I apologize for my classmates. I don’t do option one, but rather I’ll step off of the sidewalk to make room
You are the 1%. Congrats!
That’ll teach you to take your evening constitutionals on a college campus, grandpa! (Says the man old enough to still have a large collection of cassette tapes.)
“Evening Constitutionals on a College Campus” was my stripper name. That job helped me pay my way through school.
In Finland everyone kinda goes with flow so… I’t almost always two groups colliding and making way for the other group. Even in school.