Wednesday, 28 January 2009

Priority Seats?




We are all destined for priority seats. When first we are in our mother’s womb, she is (and you technically) entitled to a priority seat.

Then we make our way out and have our own priority seat called a pram.

We then grow up and think that you are entitled to sit anywhere you please on the bus because………………. Well because it’s you init? We may even look into the eyes of an old lady and move only our hands to change the track on our disc mans (showing my age), walkmans (I aint that old) or ipods (I’m not that young or is it not that cool).

Then we get our own kids and seek out priority seats again for yourself or your partner.

Time goes and you are now totally outside the jurisdiction of priority seating. You escape it for decades. You may even barge the old and the young to get to a seat because a seat is a seat and your journey is too long. You may even start to say why are old people on the train at rush hour anyway, or why are old people on the train??? The funny thing however is, that old person you are refusing to offer your seat to turns out to be yourself because no matter what we do, we cannot avoid the priority seat.

Well you CAN but I wouldn’t advise that option.

Please take note of the second image which is a spoof sticker on a Japanese train. It may better describe the process.
Words: Future

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