Driving instructor approaching. Wait, well, I’m not sure if it is. Could be a taxi. No, phew, the insignia has confirmed it.
I like random. I like the unlikely. Which is why humanity fascinates me, because we claim to want to be individual yet display an amazing air of numbing predictability in our daily lives.
For instance, why do driving instructors feel compelled to turn any letter ‘L’ in their driving school’s name into an L-Plate symbol? Surely the giant board bolted atop the car is enough to give a hint at its function?
Yes, you teach people to drive. We get it. Enough already.