Umbrella Etiquette
Yesterday on my way to work it was a bit drizzly, but unusually for Wellington it was not windy at the same time. This makes for a potentially dangerous situation!
All the Wellingtonians who normally have the sense to leave their brolly's at home decided that it was perfect umbrella weather. The problem is though, that Wellingtonians have no idea about proper umbrella etiquette.
They carry huge golf umbrellas which span half the width of the footpath. You have to be nimble (and very tiny) to get out of the way before you get poked in the face with the prongs of their brolly and shunted into the road.
There are those who continue to keep their umbrella's raised even under canopys, sending drips cascading down the back of the necks of those who have the misfortune of getting too close to them.
Then there are the people who try to share umbrella's. But, just like hot showers with your lover, there is always one person who is getting more wet than the other.
I'd like to think that the umbrella toting people I observe on windy days are tourists to Wellington. I'd be ashamed if they were locals, as a local should know that even super-reinforced golf umbrellas are no match for Wellington winds. It is sad to see the umbrella carcasses stuffed into rubbish bins, looking like some kind of alien modern sculpture.
All the Wellingtonians who normally have the sense to leave their brolly's at home decided that it was perfect umbrella weather. The problem is though, that Wellingtonians have no idea about proper umbrella etiquette.
They carry huge golf umbrellas which span half the width of the footpath. You have to be nimble (and very tiny) to get out of the way before you get poked in the face with the prongs of their brolly and shunted into the road.
There are those who continue to keep their umbrella's raised even under canopys, sending drips cascading down the back of the necks of those who have the misfortune of getting too close to them.
Then there are the people who try to share umbrella's. But, just like hot showers with your lover, there is always one person who is getting more wet than the other.
I'd like to think that the umbrella toting people I observe on windy days are tourists to Wellington. I'd be ashamed if they were locals, as a local should know that even super-reinforced golf umbrellas are no match for Wellington winds. It is sad to see the umbrella carcasses stuffed into rubbish bins, looking like some kind of alien modern sculpture.

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