Fireworks over London, taken from Wapping riverside.
Don’t be a dick…
Four delayed tubes in a row may have soured my mood this morning, but seriously…why so rude, people? London Underground was more like an assault course of ignorance and lack of spacial awareness.
For future reference:
If you wear a backpack on your back during rush hour, you’re a dick.
If you stand on the platform and block the doors so people can’t get off the train, you’re a dick.
If you push onto the train before people can get off, you’re a dick.
If you decide your right to read a broadsheet newspaper trumps my right to get onto the train, you’re a dick.
If you think a packed rush hour tube train is the perfect location to relieve yourself of noxious flatulence, you’re a dick.
People of London: stop being dicks on the tube.
While I don’t agree with all of the points made in this article, I do agree that there’s nothing worse than a mediocre skyscraper. The sheer volume of these is the problem, not tall buildings per se…
Another freshly-brewed blog post, straight from MacPsych.me: