So here are some tangents my brain goes off on;
why is it difficult to tell if the overweight person in front of you is a male or female? Why do you always have to make a fool of yourself at self service checkouts by pressing the cash button and then put your card in the machine, get the attendants attention and say “Dude it’s not working” to which he replies ”Sir, you’ve pressed cash”.
There are some people in this town who have no concept of a queue. You can wait for a bus for 15minutes and they will come and stand by the post and insist on getting on first. As if they are so much more important.