Itchy Toes and Standing Traffic
I was in Pretoria this morning attending a conference at the Sheraton Hotel.
During one of the sessions my colleague brought to my attention one delegate who wore sandals scratching his toes right there in front of everyone!
The unsavory display of relieving itchy athlete’s feet drove us into fits of laughter while the session was going on. It was difficult to contain trust me, and probably childish and we were worried that we might make fools of ourselves. We almost walked out of the session because the laughter was bursting at edge of our mouths.
But on a serious note, who scratches their toes in a posh hotel at a conference with ministers, foreign dignitaries & ambassadors?
It’s unethical and totally disgusting. Sies!
Well after that episode of ‘laughter is the best medicine’ & a very informative conference I left the city of Tshwane at 4pm…That’s when the day turned pear shape!
The #%^%# traffic was horrible and ridiculous, from the time I left Pretoria until I got home 3 hours later at 7pm!
3 Hours of my life lost, just like that? How do people contend with this madness I cannot fathom.
If you do the math, sitting 6 hours a day in traffic equals 30 hours a week. That’s 120 hours a month which equals to 5 days in traffic which people lose, just sitting in their cars and doing nothing!
If that’s not bad enough already add the stress, road rage, & you have a recipe for a disaster with a sign board that reads: Gauteng Freeway Improvement Project. Yeah right…
There has to be more to life than sitting in traffic. How many days have people lost, which they will never get back? Time which they could have better spent with their families or doing something constructive that makes their life more meaningful.
Life is way too short to be spent in a car swearing the guy in the car next to you or flipping the taxi with the finger because they didn’t indicate or cut you off all the while accelerating your baldness due to you pulling your hair out because of the traffic that hasn’t moved 10 meters in the last hour.
Frankly…we need more laughs and less traffic…so to the guy scratching his toes: Thank you for making my day & giving me a laugh, it sure made my day even if the traffic did not.