I work in a tall building in the Melbourne CBD. Just went downstairs for a quick caffeine and nicotine break. When I was walking back along Exhibition Street to come back upstairs I saw a mother with two little kids walking towards me. Her son was singing and dancing along the path, twisting and turning, and nearly bumped right into me because he had his back to me. I dodged around him and his Mum said "Look out for the man Bradley. You should stop dancing along the footpath".
I wasn't quick enough to think of it but I should have gone back and danced along with him.
What a pity. When did our priorities change :?
