......Someone in front of you steps off the escalator and immediately stops to get their bearings, giving you nowhere to go. ......Someone arrives at the bus stop that you have been waiting at for 15/20 minutes and steps in front of you as the bus finally arrives to get on. ......You have pressed the buzzer for the bus to stop....then someone else does the same and believe it or not someone else again buzzes.....don't they think they're allowed to get off when you have pressed the button already ? .....You have been standing at the shop counter waiting to be served.....and the assistant looks at you and says.....do you need serving sir. ......You are driving down the road and someone with a pram is waiting to cross the road (not near a crossing) and they are sacrificing the pram in the road while they are still safely standing on the pavement. ......You are sitting down by yourself in the Mall/Bus/Train and someone comes up to you and says ....is anyone sitting there pointing at the empty seat next to you. .....Someone parks across your drive when it would have been just as easy for them to park in the vacant kerb areas nearby. .....At the traffic lights the dozy idiot in front hasn't noticed the lights have changed to green....so you toot them....they eventually pull away and then the light turn red on you. .....You assess which supermarket queue looks most favourable to join.....you choose one that looks the shortest/quickest and pile your purchases on the conveyor.....you then find the person in front of you is in a bit of a trance.....they haven't got their money/card ready....the assistant asks if they have any coupons etc.....they spend time looking for them.....and then asks if they have a car meter ticket which they spend time looking for as well....and they still haven't started packing their shopping away.....in the meanwhile you have noticed the other queues moving smoothly around you......and you wonder how you will ever get that ten minutes of your life back.....and keep your blood pressure under control. .....I have just swept my drive.....I then see the Council Road Sweeping lorry arriving in my cul-de-sac (once a month).....he sweeps along the road and does a 180 degree turn in front of my drive (I'm in the far corner of the cul-de-sac).....he of course cannot get into the corners .....so his spinning brushes throw all the rubbish and grit onto my lawn and drive way. .....The same (poor english speaking) caller phones you from possibly India....telling you that you have problems with you computer and they can put it right for you.....for the third time that day.....what part of no thank you can they not understand.