I’ve been working in the CBD for the first time for a few weeks now. Previously I’d worked mainly in the CBD fringe of Carlton and Docklands. Apart from the business jargon, which is giving me an existential rash, it’s fine except for one thing. Here’s some thought leadership for you.
The CBD is full of selfish fucktards who walk along crowded footpaths and cross busy streets too intent on looking at their phones to pay attention to where they’re walking. These people think their phones are more important than their fellow citizens.
They expect the other person coming towards them to make all the effort to avoid a collision. In normal circumstances, it takes some effort from both parties to avoid contact. I refuse to consent to these retards outsourcing their share of avoiding collisions to me.
As of yesterday, I simply stopped taking their welfare into consideration. I continue to make a reasonable effort to avoid people, but if they meander and fail to navigate a conscious path through the traffic, and I cannot easily avoid them, I now let my elbows do the talking.
Of course I have the advantage as I am watching and am aware of my circumstances. So if you get elbowed in the chest or shouldered in the head it’s your fault. It’s your responsibility to pay attention. If you outsource this task to me I will do it with indifferent malice and you will get what you deserve.