The Priority Seat: A Social Minefield
I got on the train planning to answer emails. Instead, I found myself completing an unsupervised ethics assessment involving age, etiquette, seat ownership and the possibility of accidental public flashing. Welcome to the priority seat.
Have We Forgotten How to Introduce Ourselves?
When did we stop introducing ourselves? We share our bodies, money and trust with people whose names we don't even know. I'm campaigning for the return of the six-second introduction; particularly before anyone tells me to take my pants off.