Oblivious drivers
I had a chat to a guy a while back about Christchurch drivers, he said he could only think of one word to describe them: Oblivious.
Today in the car with a couple of mates we were ranting about the atrocities taking place all around us - people not bothering to indicate, indecision regarding lane change, running red light, etc ad nauseum.
Anyway, sitting at the lights to cross St. Asaph Street (a one-way street) I sat wondering why this silver Holden was taking off so slowly from the lights... and then I saw it, and it actually made my day, Mr. Clueless is coming from the opposite direction, against the flow of traffic on a one-way street, creeping up to and into the intersection.
I start digging in my pocket for my cellphone...
Then, to add to the absurdity of the situation, Mr. Clueless begins to turn north onto Barbadoes St (one-way street going south) - but seemed slightly disturbed by the virtual wall of motorvehicles blocking his progress in said direction.
In the meantime Mr. Holden had, prudently, fucked off down St. Asaph.
I've finally managed to dig my camera phone out of my pocket between fits of laughter. Dunno if he saw this, but he became a bit more decisive at this point and I didn't manage to get a shot. 
Following the path of least resistance (or least thought and effort perhaps) Mr. Clueless decides to continue east down St. Asaph - still going against the direction of travel.
Then he proceeded to turn left into the carpark at the Liquor Store there. Delerium tremens is bad mkay...
Quite simply mind-boggling.
Take care out there - they are everywhere.
It is preferential to refrain from the utilisation of grandiose verbiage in the circumstance that your intellectualisation can be expressed using comparatively simplistic lexicological entities. (...such as the word fuck.)
Remember your humanity, and forget the rest. - Joseph Rotblat
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