Thursday, December 21

     Stairs

yeh yeh two posts in a row - so shoot me, I'm on a roll here.

StairsReally Suck - especially if you live on a third floor of an apartment building with a broken down lift apparently. [Don’t ask me, it’s not my rant.] I declare war against stairs. Whoever thought of such a stupid invention after all? They are a hazard-filled obstacle-course determined to trip you, especially when laden with shopping bags, garbage bags, furniture, people etc. We live in the TWENTYFIRST CENTURY people! we have things like lifts, and escalators. [The inventor of the escalator deserves some sort of medal, which would be shiny.] It’s not that we’re lazy, we just don’t have the energy. After all I had to walk all the way to the car from the office and you’re asking me to walk up stairs? The car took a super-size Dr Pepper alone. [Just kidding, I’m not paying out Americans, really truly.]

Anyway, I have a problem with steps, they have a grudge against me. I’ll be waltzin along minding my own business, seeing the sights, when bam down I go another stupid half-step on the street or in and out of shops. My friend’s all turn around and are like ‘harr harr the steps again Ali” and I’m like ‘yeh whatever, why the hell is it here and why won’t it piss off already.” How hard is it to find a nice flat surface in asia? Build a ramp if you can’t build even steps, or you know, can’t afford an escalator. Is it too much to ask?

The other thing is; what is with stairs in houses? Does that mean you have to trek downstairs for food and upstairs again, with food in tow, just to eat? When I design that house of mine, it’s going to have a lift. If it has nothing else, it will have a lift.

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