Nothing depresses me more than the thought of paying five or six times my weekly fare in parking alone, missing out on the chance to read or work (yes, billable!) all so I can sit through half a morning with my foot on the clutch, burning petrol that cost more $$$ than my lunch, doing nothing more productive than daydreaming about the next or last change of traffic lights, or getting indignant and self-righteous about the loser in the nearby Land Cruiser who nearly wiped out that motorbike a suburb ago because he was sending a text.
Tuesday, 1 July 2008
Who Would Drive?
Was reading an article on public transport etiquette, and one reader (ChrisO) had the following to say about driving to work. Makes me wonder why anyone does do it...
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