Really long queue to pick up parcels etc. at the sorting office this morning. The nice thing about long queues is that you're allowed to talk to your neighbours - as long as you talk about the queue itself.
Unfortunately this only wasted a few minutes, the time it took us to agree: that the queue is was unusually long - even for a Saturday; that we'll probably be there for at least 20 minutes; that we should have arrived earlier; that it's a pain it's not open on Sunday. After this we slipped into silence. So I was glad when a girl cut in on the pretext that she vaguely knew the boy queueing in front of me. This gave me a conversation to eavesdrop on, and a chance to hear about youth concerns. I learnt:
- How degree level English is different to A level: More reading, 4 books a week rather than 4 books a year
- The pros & cons of A level film-studies: really interesting, nice to learn about something you're actually interested in, only get to watch short clips in class, not all universities count it as a proper A level
- Their thoughts on James Bond: the new one looks a bit rubbish, can't remember his name but he's definitely blond, Pierce Brosnan is ancient and up himself, James Bond is overrated generally
- Their thoughts on technology in the future: there will be a lot more of it, we probably won't use a lot of it, there will be more electric cars and hopefully they will be less ugly than they are now
- How difficult it is to decide what your going to do next: art school for a year is a good way of putting off the decision
- Why staying on at school is sometimes better than 6th form college: it's nice to still have people telling you what to do, 6th form college is too much freedom too soon
Does anyone else find this really reassuring?