Was waiting at a traffic light this morning - steep hill so I had my foot on the rear brake and clutch in ... waiting. A woman (at first I thought she was pregnant but then came to the conclusion it was just bogan fat) came up to the crossing and pressed the big button on the light pole. After a short while (maybe 10 seconds) when the result wasn't to her satisfaction she whacked it another 5 or 20 times. Why do people thonk this will help? Anyway still no dice so next thing I see she is obviously super unhappy and she's attacking this thing with both fists like Mohamed Ali. After a while (its a main road so the light changes are few and far between) she stops, looks around (presumably for other pedestrians. Obviously as a motorcyclists she didn't see me) and then takes what was presumably intended to be a flying roundhouse kick at it. Yep this sheila was going full ninja on the traffic light ! The "flying roundhouse" lacked a bit in skill as well and she ended up on her arse. She'd just ad time to get up when the light changed...... for me.... so by teh time I left she was STILL waiting there for the pedestrian light to change. I was almost tempted to stay for another cycle of the lights just to see how it ended.... Oh and when I mentioned how I was holding the brake and clutch (at the beginning of the story) its relevant because I was crying with laughter and nearly released both of them in the process..... Some moments life is just marvellous.