Had enough? Ready to walk away, or run? Well if anyone knows when to hold ’em, and knows when to fold ’em, it’s Pete!
Pete is there a rule in this country which dictates which side of the footpath to walk on? The other day I was wandering along and some lady gave me a stern ‘tsssk’ as we passed. Fascist!
Jack, Sunshine
Pete says: “What you should do is… Well firstly tell me which ‘country’ you are in? Because in Australia, we drive on the left, cycle on the left, ride horses on the left, walk our dog on the left, and spit on the left. So if you were on the left, you have every right to feel wronged. If, however you were on the right, well I’m afraid your were wrong – as in not right – and it’s you that’s left needing to apologise. But… you used the words ‘dictate’ and ‘fascist’, which could mean this person was on the extreme right, in which case you could have still been in the right, whether you were on the right or left. Right?”
Oh dear Pete, I saw my neighbour at the local cafe and she must have witnessed me dropping food on the floor and then picking it up – I just can’t stand to waste even a crumb when it comes to almond croissants! But now this neighbour reckons ‘something has come up’ and they have backed out of our dinner invitation.
July, Yarraville
Pete says: “What you should do is… Get a grip! Something has come up? Well if you’re going to serve them food off the floor, I’d say the chances of something coming up are very high!”
Pete am I the only one in this world that hates how TV shows run so far over?
John, Maidstone
Pete says: “What you should do is… Synchronise all of the clocks in your house to match the television networks! That way, while the masses are being forced to watch the last 15 minutes of The Bachelorette, you and your besties are all ready for Scream Queens. And when all those suckers are caught out in front of the last half hour of American Pickers, you’re all set, right on time for the start of Embarrassing Bodies. And while everyone else is stuck waiting for The Footy Show mob to shut up and go home, you’re Johnny on the Spot when Gordon Ramsay starts tearing shreds from the souls of the hopeless and the witless!”
