civil society requires a certain protocol when entering forms of public transportation or elevation. The correct procedure is:

1. stand to the left of the device
2. allow those within to exit
3. acknowledge their departure
4. enter

Following these procdeures will maximise traffic flow and minimise door spamming.

We don’t like door spamming.

I noticed this morning while waiting for the bus that there has been a fundamental breakdown in the fabric of society. This breakdown occurs more frequently than you would imagine. In fact it is probably happening even as you read this. What terrible breakdown is rendering our society asunder? It is the bus scrum.

It is a simple proposition: if the traffic light is red you stop; if it is green you may proceed. This applies equally to pedestrians and vehicles. Yet why, as i was crossing the Martin Pl George St intersection on foot, on a green light, did Stereotypical Ute driver insist on not only cutting in front of me, but pushing through a score or more of my follow bi-peds? THIS IS NOT ACCEPTABLE, Ute Man. YOU MUST STOP when the light is red. Green means go, red means stop. Need I break it down any further?

And to all of you out there even thinking of running a red light at a pedestrian crossing: do it at your peril! I, ever vigilant astro dude, will be watching, waiting for you to slip up!

what is it with people? don’t they know the shelter is there to share? who died and made obnoxious haughty lady there on the bench so important that she couldn’t possibly move her bags off the seat? what about the other commuters seeking refuge from the deluge? and don’t get me started on the tosser at the back – yeah I see you – does he think we’re all smokers? at least have the decency to leave the shelter! people!

Lemon yellow shirts on old men are offensive. Especially at 8.30 pm on Eddy Avenue when I’m trying to cross the road, in that kind of rain that will not go away. Head down umbrella up… thongs appear in my peripheral vision and then in front of me and further up, wrinkly legs and then … yes those safari pants certain out-of-towners  feel safe in, regardless of weather or terrain. This is no place for you lemon yellow man. Please catch the bus back to the Gold Coast.

Its summertime in Sydney and yet it seems to be raining all the time. Along with the rain comes umbrellas.  Small ones, big ones and most annoyingly, pointy ones.  There needs to be a certain etiquette when handling umbrellas, based upon the following hazards:

1. support those who feel disadvantaged by dawdlers
2. raise awareness re:  dawdling and that it is not OK during peak times, such as lunch or between dawn and dusk.