27 June 2005

A Simple Flick of the Wrist

Ok, I am convinced that most of the population here has Carpal Tunnel Syndrome.

That's the only way I can explain the fact that people just cannot seem to perform actions that involve just a simple flick of the wrist (or is it flip of the wrist? oh well).

Take driving for example.. using the turn signal, specifically. Using the turn signal takes minimal effort, if any. Yet on a consistent basis, people weave in and out of lanes without so much as a signal. Time and time again people have either drifted or suddenly turned into my lane without warning. You can drive while talking on your cell phone, but you can't use the turn signal. Okay..

Then, there is using the bathroom. I don't know if it's the same way for the women out there, but I'm disgusted to say that I frequently encounter unflushed toilets in public restrooms. Not only is it a simple task, but it is for the benefit of those around you! I've even been in the restroom to witness such atrocities.. and not just in the urinals (yuck!)

So, you got me. Carpal Tunnel is the only explanation I can think of. Why else can't people perform such simple, curteous tasks?

2 Comments:

At 4:00 PM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

I happen to agree--there must be some scientific medical breakthrough out there that we have not heard about yet. One that cures a person if inexplicable lacks of conscious when it comes to completing simple tasks.

One of my favorites is the return call. 'Things have been just so busy here, I haven't been able to call you.' ...so, the 2 seconds it takes to locate my number in your contact list of your phone book and extra 1/2 second to push talk was just too much time out of your day. However, time spent watching a monkey stick its finger in his hind areas, sniff it, and fall off a branch is much better use of your free time. Good one.

 
At 5:28 PM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

Well I just got back from a visit to Boston & New York City and I have decided not to complain too much about Dallas traffic for awhile. I survived two rides in NYC Cabs and while they're not as bad as some stereotypes would make them out to be, the entire driving culture in New York City is bound to leave any outsider catching their breath at the end of the ride, looking at the cab driver like they're John Candy in that Devil outfit from Planes, Trains and Automobiles.

 

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