Thursday 22 January 2015

Stop pressing the buttons

I'm stood at the lift or the road crossing and 'YES, I'VE PRESSED THE BLOODY BUTTON, WHY ELSE DO YOU THINK I'M STANDING HERE?'

It has to be my biggest pet hate, especially when there are a number of people stood at the lift or at the lights and that one person has to wade in and start pressing the button numerous times as if the rest of us are divvies who then thank them after they've shown us how it works.

You might feel better because you've pressed the button hundreds of times, or you may believe the lift comes faster, or the green man lights up earlier because of your urgency, but it doesn't and it won't. So leave the bloody buttons alone, the rest of us know what we're doing, thank you.

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