A car is a private space, an extention of one's home if you will. And people treat their cars like they do any other private space, even though it's got 5 windows and half the city's population trying to get to work.
While waiting for lights I have seen:
- a guy have a really good dig around his nose, and give the results a thorough inspection before consuming.
- a woman apply full make-up
- another woman squeeze her spots
- a couple argue, with lots of hand flinging..
- a mad woman sing on the top of her lungs to Bohemian Rhapsody...
Oh yeah, that was me.
Is this the real life?
ReplyDeleteIs this just fantasy?
Caught in a landslide
No escape from reality
Open your eyes
ReplyDeleteLook up to the skies and see-
oh dear was that a pigeon!
Thats the sort of luck we have Roses ! hehe
xxx
rog ~ pretty much hit the nail on the head
ReplyDeleteB*E*G ~ my mum always said bird poo was a sign of luck from the Gods...
Did you and Rog see Wayne's World?
ReplyDeleteI listen to Rock fm and do steering wheel drums.
kaz ~ you mean there are some people who haven't seen it?
ReplyDeleteWhy do blokes think that no one is going to notice their bogey harvesting? Dis-gust-ing.
ReplyDeleteWith you on the Bo Rhap, though.