So...It has been awhile since I last brought tidings of a rant and/or rave. But something happened to me recently that has made it very urgent for me to discuss certain things in life that don't make any sense at all!

Example 1: Razor blade count - When I was old enough to shave, I was certain that Mach 3 had the greatest number of blades that I would ever need...I was wrong. Soon there was a Quatro (Latin for four) with four sweet blades to give me the 'closest shave known to man'. So yes, I threw away my old 3 bladed piece of juvenile rubbish I called a razor and got the Quatro. I must say that this where I have stopped. But now I see that there is a 5 bladed super-razor that makes my Quatro look like something from the stone age!

But then they say that 1 blade is needed for 'precision'!!! What? I spent all my life and money upgrading from 3 blades and now all I need is one?! I don't think so...

Example 2: Toilet paper thickness - Everyone knows that one-ply toilet paper is no good. But obviously its a lot cheaper and people are buying it. I'm pretty happy with two-ply; it does it's job adequatly. But no, that is not enough! Three-ply toilet paper made its way onto the shelves of shopping centres under the claim that the extra ply will make the whole thing 'softer'!? I don't think so...

Speaking of quantities of things, I like the idea of the Express Till at the shopping centres. What I don't like is when people selfishly abuse the system. I'll let it slide if someone has say 11 or 12 items in their basket when the suggested limit is 10...but a little while ago I walked past some guy who had two baskets full in one of those 'two-baskets-one-trolley' things and he just stared at me as I walked past, almost like a scene from an old western movie. He knew I was onto him, I knew he knew I was onto him. And what really got me was how he didn't even budge. No guilty smile, no smug grin. Not even any makeshift item combo's - like as if to say "I have ten items here! This bottle of HTH and this pack of bananas come together!" Nothing. So cold. Almost dead. He instantly became my least favorite person that day.

I realise that these and other such things are all just out there to save time. We are in an age where people want things done quicker! There used to be time when you'd drop off your film to be developed and do your shopping for the month, watch a movie, solve a mystery then go back to get your photo's. Or sit through the dial up process when trying to surf the magical internet machine. But not anymore. We have progressed. We have achieved. So if we are trying to save time in everyway, everyday, I have one question to ask...

Why did I have to sit through 150 minutes of that pile of balls called Transformers: Revenge of the Fallen?!

Thanks.

Dyl Streep.