It’s the people who step out of doorways without checking first whether they might walk into passers-by.

It’s the people who try to get on the train before others have a chance to get off.

It’s the people who stand and chat in the middle of the pavement, or dawdle in shop doorways, who seem unaware of the possibility that they might be causing an obstruction.

It’s the people who smoke while you’re eating, or conduct loud mobile phone conversations beside you on the bus, because their convenience and compulsion overrules your comfort.

It’s the people who stop walking immediately after passing the barrier, or leaving the shop, or stepping off the escalator or bus, causing a pile up behind them.

It’s the past-midnight minicab driver who double-parks and parps his horn in the street, waking the neighbours instead of walking to the front door.

It’s the people who are always first in the queue, or whose issues are more urgent or important, no matter where they come in the line, or how long others have waited.

It’s the complete inability to consider - or indeed care - that your actions have effects on others, people you don’t and will probably never know, that depresses me about people today.

The world may not revolve around me, but it doesn’t revolve around you, either.

I just don’t want to live in a society in which the prevalent attitude is “I’m alright, Jack: fuck you”

Am I being hopelessly naïve in wanting people to think about others, just a bit, before they act?