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Toronto, Ontario, Canada
Andrew was born in London, UK, raised in Toronto, Canada, and cavorted in Ohtawara, Japan for three years. He is married, has a son, a cat named Freddy and a dog named Shaggy (after the dudes in Scooby-Doo). He has over 35,000 comic books and a plethora of pioneer aviation-related tobacco and sports cards and likes to build LEGO dioramas. Along with writing for a monthly industrial magazine, he also writes comic books and hates writing in the 3rd person. He also hates having to write this crap that no one will ever read. He also writes an aviation blog: Pioneers Of Aviation ( https://av8rblog.wordpress.com/ ) - a cool blog on early fliers. He also wants to do more writing - for money, though. Help him out so he can stop talking in the 3rd person.

Tuesday, September 7, 2010

Drifters

No... I''m not talking about those folks who drift from job-to-job and town-to-town killing people - or even those who don't do me any favours like David (my real name is Bruce) Banner (the Hulk) and Canada's Littlest Hobo (London the dog) who go around helping people - but not me.

Rather, I'm talking about that person who when walking on the sidewalk, drifts as though the wind was blowing them hither and yon. I'm talking about the drifter who can't walk a straight line. 

Every single stinking day, I have ---dare I say it? - WOMEN who are unable to walk straight . Maybe there are guys who do this, but in all honesty, I've not been cut off by one. Women... feel free to rebut.

For women, I know that (actually, I'm assuming) that it's tough to walk in heels or move with skirts that bind you at the thigh... and sure, no one really wants to walk on a grate (I'm assuming heels, again)... I'm actually aware of these things and do NOT take offense when you suddenly swerve into my walking path without caring who's behind or beside you.

It's when there's nothing underfoot and you still can't walk straight! Aaaaghgh! Yes, I'm a quick walker. And yes, perhaps I could sneak up on you. If you were a deaf wombat. But have a care! 

A few years ago on Boxing Day here in Toronto, we had a shooting right at one of the busiest shopping areas in the country. One of the accused shooters - I believe now found guilty - complained that if people were street smarter, no one would have got hurt.

He's an idiot, but I see his point. Gunshots? Duck. Don't go running - you might get hit by the idiots shooting at other idiots. 

Relative to this blog: I guess what he is saying (and me, too), is that people need to be aware of their surroundings. 

If you would like to have a nice casual walk to wherever you are la-di-dah-ing, you still have to be aware of your surroundings. You have to be street smart. Walk straight. If you have to avoid a grate... well, they don't just randomly pop up. You can see them well in advance... take a look around - make sure you aren't going to cut anyone off behind or beside you and proceed when clear.

To me, it's obvious which of you walkers actually have a driver's license. Drive as you walk? Walk as you drive. Defensively. And straight!

I hate people who don't walk straight. Drifters.

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