George St

Man it was crowded on the pavements of George Street this very lunch time.

Resigned, distracted, disinterested … the throngs were crawling along at a third of my normal walking pace.

And then I found my solution, a bunny.

This particular bunny was a lanky Gen Y of Asian extraction with Hipster modality.

Tapping on his iPhone 6, headset on, and looking nowhere in particular he just cruised through there at a rate of knots.

His trajectory looked like a random tack, from starboard to port with seemingly unwitting points of inflection.

It worked; divinely, the crowds parted and this ambulance chaser got a free ride all the way to destination X.

All the experience lacked was the cognitive insight to snap or record the process in order to launch a social media storm and a viral fad.