Wisdom of the two drunk bus riders

1st one: 'Mrs, Excuse me, Mrs! you should not stand on a double decker bus on top of the stairs when is running. IF IT STOPS, you will fall! - the tall 50 years old black male shouted.

'You Have to be Careful'!

2nd one: 'Hey, Hey, tell me why no one speak to one another, EVERYONE is on their phone, no one speaks to one another, Can you possibly tell me why? It is so sad' said the blond blue eye young man.

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About Marle

Elsewhere on the web I write under various names and do projects. I am employed by Quetzal , a Leicester-based charity supporting female survivors of childhood sexual abuse developing artistic direction and supporting the delivery of various initiatives, and freelance. Look me up on Google Some Appearances on Podcasts and Radio Shows I completed a doctorate in Design at Loughborough University looking at the factors influencing people to repair small electrical items. Here are some academic resources Bio Hello. I am Marle. I am a writer writing under various names and I do projects . In the last 10 years, most of my work has been around refining and grasping my purpose, and the meaning of my work, and mastering my skills as a researcher and project manager. It has also been about trying to offer a different perspective on the role of citizens in facilitating the transition towards a sustainable system of consumption and production, inspiring people and guiding them in whatever mast...

Blacklist

It may be time to create a blacklist of companies to avoid and definitely refuse to work for: - Those which are more than 3 miles than my home - Those which does not allow me to work from home - Those which does not allow me to work fewer hours - Those which pollute with no sorry - Those with negative employee reviews - Those which do not design products that are repairable - Those which do not put the wellbeing of their staff first what else, add to the list

Why help makes the best glue

Published on Thoughful I am five years old. I’m in my bedroom with my coloured pencils and colouring book. Opening the book, I grab a pencil and start colouring. And then, it happens—the thing that always happens to kids my age. I simply cannot stay inside the lines. I am frustrated. It is SO FRUSTRATING! Crying out for my mum to save me from this colouring disaster, she opens the door. “What’s wrong?” “Help!” She sits next to me. She takes a pencil. She shows me how to do it. “Stay calm, take a deep breath, and move the pencil around the edges of the picture, like this,” she explains. I watch her carefully. I follow her instructions. I fail a few times. And then, like magic, I am no longer going outside the lines. I am a colouring genius. And all it took was one word—help. It has taken me a couple of decades, some academic research and a little reminiscing to get to this simple truth… that in a weird way, help is like glue. When something is broken, vexingly incomplete, help is the b...

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