I wonder whether it only happens to those who believe in it.
Like wishing on a star, voodoo and reverse parking.
It seems to me that this fad is passing entire families and in some cases, even whole suburbs by completely.
I don't know about you, but I'm perfectly certain that I would have been somewhat happier living in a world where survival of the least smelly stood alongside survival of the fittest as one of evolution's basic requirements.
Mother Nature dropped the ball on that one.
In fact, I would go so far as to include the following on my evolution wish list.
- survival of the least likely to encourage or participate in breakfast radio
- survival of the least likely to place individual pieces of fruit in a plastic bag prior to purchase
- survival of the least likely to ride a bicycle on a main road &/or during peak hour
- survival of the least likely to whistle
- survival of the least likely to wear strong aftershave or perfume
- survival of the least likely to holiday in 3rd world countries and indulge fantasies of wealth and status at the expense of locals
- survival of the least likely to invite you to amateur theatre
- survival of the least likely to wear those long glittery toxic trailer nails that habour several hundred kinds of faecal bacteria beneath them
- survival of the least likely to name a child Jaydon or anything-Lee (my faves so far are Sara-Lee and Shandi-Lee)
- survival of the least likely to chant, "Roo-sters!"
- survival of the least likely to wear thongs (flip flops) with winter clothing
- survival of the least likely to have chicken nuggets in the freezer
- survival of the least likely to eat with their mouth open
I have another list that may make me seem more tolerant.
- survival of the most likely to wash regularly
- survival of the most likely to read a book
- survival of the most likely to carry a pen and an umbrella (both are necessary to win my respect)
And I'm not about to recant any of that upon my death bed.
