I hate

I agree with as much as I read. What's worse is when you in the company of people who walk slow. They seem to think they can demand others walk at their pace. Compromise does not occur to these people.

jeezuz. this drives me mad. evey time my girlfriend's parents come to visit us we have to go out for a walk round the neighbourhood. due to her mother's glacial walking pace, the fact we live on upper street and the that they have to stop and look in EVERY shop window on it, means that "popping" down to angel and back (a 5 minute walk) can take upwards of a couple of hours. I literally can't make myself walk slowly enough to stay in the same time zone as them so I inevitably end up in a breakaway with her dad. he's a lovely bloke but we don't have that much in common and i'm beginning to think we've about exhausted the conversation possibilities available to us. i'm particularly concerned that i'm running out of gambits to avoid hearing his repetoire of racist jokes from the 1970s. *cries. IT'S MY SUNDAY TOO!