Dawn of the dawdler

Idiots are officially on the rise...

We knew that anyway but yesterday confirmed it. I was taking a stroll down a sun drenched Oxford Street, on my way to meet some friends, when it really hit home how incredibly dumb people have got.

We have to be assaulted by signs of all different magnitudes telling us what to do, what to think, what to BUY and where to go as well as what not to do, think, feel, etc, etc, etc (King and aye!).

We have to pay other people to shop for us (well, not me or anyone I know) before having our driver and personal assistant take it home for us.

We have to have everything dumbed down so that the world slides into a funk of lowest common denominators.

But do you know what irked me the most? Well besides how long and full of imbeciles the journey home afterwards was.

Those people that have no concept that anyone else exists on this planet outside there immediate vicinity. The type of person who stops suddenly in front of you. The sort of person who although having their back to everyone else suddenly moves from a stationery position to the perpendicular taking out everyone within a 6 ft square of pavement. The sort of person who walks hand in hand with their (usually grim looking partner) blissfully unaware of having caused a wake of destruction in front and behind (although that wouldn't really be a wake, would it?).

Arrgh!

The worst of it though, is despite me hating them enough to fantasise about committing terrible and slow punishment for their crimes, I'm too nice for my own good and usually turn around and say sorry to them even though its their fucking bags that have knee capped me.

Mouth breathers, I tell you!