Don’t blame me. The ‘system’ wrote this

Don’t blame me. The ‘system’ wrote this

My friend was holding a can of soft drink and as he checked his watch he poured the drink on his foot. A person in my line of work—Human Factors—would call this ‘human error’. How would we interpret the situation if, instead of laughing, I simply rolled my eyes and...
Stairway to heaven…sorry, work

Stairway to heaven…sorry, work

As a youngster, the sight of the escalators at Parliament station in Melbourne was the trigger for great excitement. The steps climbed almost vertically, way off into the distance. The destination was The City. It was full of activity, toy shops, nice food and video...