a-maze-in mitcham

an occupational habit of searching for jobs on reed using the word 'design' is that you'll usually get bucket loads of urban design/traffic planning type nonsense jobs coming up. one of these days i think i'll try my luck and apply for one anyway, because to be honest i couldn't do a worse job than whoever it was who's responsible for the rabbit warren of mitcham. it's worse than my anti-climatic ant farm as far as dead ends go. it all seems to have been lovingly build, planned and mapped out, only for them to realise they ordered a few too many barriers from the tescos online store so had to find places to stick them, and the criteria for that seems to have been based on causing the most inconvenience possible and wasting time at either traffic lights that only let 3 cars through at a time or a level crossing which someone how intuitively knows when i'm going to be passing through and has a train waiting on stand-by just because i manage to get across the bastard. regardless if i set off 5 minutes earlier or 5 minutes later, those bastard little gates still have to come crashing down right in front of me.