I’ve just got back from the Race Retro historic motor sport show; it was well worth the trip but I’ve been reminded about a certain type of person I’ve never quite understood. Go to any big event and you’ll see them, shuffling round among the crowds, invariably wearing a bum bag and a sweat-stained T-shirt. They are the men (and it is always men) who feel the need to wear a bluetooth headset as they’re walking.
For no explicable reason, these blokes either think it’s cool or somehow necessary to wear a headset as they amble round. They must need to keep their hands free for something, but what could that possibly be? Then again, perhaps we’d best not go there…
Because they’re impossibly sad, nobody ever calls them; their head sets probably aren’t even switched on. I’ve never actually seen anyone talking into one of these devices – maybe these weird men don’t even have mobile phones, just a head set.
Still, at least it’s possible not to look a complete idiot while using a bluetooth headset; you simply drive a car while speaking on the phone. Okay, so you still look distinctly odd, but you know what I mean. If there’s one way you can’t escape looking like a total berk, it’s by bolting one of those universal rear wings onto the boot lid of your hum drum family saloon. I feel a regular spot coming on here; naff things that drivers do…
My pet hate is the owner of aforementioned humdrum family saloon who fits aftermarket alloys with skinny spokes and wide gaps… through which you can see rear drum-brakes. They’re meant to reveal huge, brutish calipers, not spavined little drums. Stick to steel wheels unless you have the equipment to go with the swagger.
Charis Whitcombe | 26 Mar 07 - 17:11