Here’s my pet peeve of the day: groups of people who insist on walking abreast.
I was walking to lunch, and I needed to cross this patch of grass. It’s been raining (and was still drizzling at the time), so the grass is muddy and soggy. Luckily, there’s a paved walkway just for this reason.
However, coming from the other direction was this group of three people who insisted on walking abreast. I did my part by moving to the side, but those jerks still almost knocked into the mud because they wouldn’t rearrange themselves.
Why? Is the conversation so engaging that one of them can’t fall back for just a few seconds, or was there some bestial power game going on and whoever ends up walking behind the others will be considered the runt of the litter?
Anyway, I think there’s never a need to stubbornly walk abreast unless you’re walking towards a space shuttle while on a mission to save the Earth!