Just a Bit of Advice
December 14, 2011 at 7:46 pm 2 comments
When you are a young college age man who looks like you are in great health, just a bit of advice…
don’t jam yourself in front of a moving woman with a cart just so you can take a hamburger package before her.
don’t stand there for a while trying to decide which identical meat package you want to buy with your grandmother.
don’t demand that the woman, who has been waiting patiently for you to move, that she instead move her cart and herself backwards so you don’t have to go around her.
and when she says she is waiting for you to move, don’t throw all your items on top of the meat and refuse to move, until the woman has to mention that she is disabled and would like to be able to move forward, but can’t since you are blocking her.
You are an adult, you should conduct yourself as a man, not a child, in front of your grandmother, and really in front of anyone else. What kind of person taught you to treat women like this? What kind of beliefs must you cling to in order to treat others like you treated me?
and when you finally decide to move don’t say to the woman you interfered with, well God bless you.
God didn’t bless me, you flung yourself in my path, and that was not a blessing. Kindness and thoughtfulness would have been a blessing. Getting away from you was a blessing. Forgetting you will be a blessing.
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Dirty Red | January 2, 2012 at 11:50 am
This is precisely why I don’t go to the store until 2am. I’m afraid if I go any earlier, I’ll end up killing everyone who crosses my bath, creating a massive bloodbath, and becoming a very unattractive woman’s girlfriend in prison. Here’s a trick that works for me: as you walk into the store, lock your face into the craziest look you can possibly manage. Don’t change it. Don’t speak. People will think you’re the strangest person they’ve ever seen in their life, and will NOT dare to even accidentally interact with you. The bonus? It’s fucking fun!
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kate1975 | January 2, 2012 at 4:28 pm
Hi,
Okay, but I don’t think I can manage it.
And unfortunately I do not have a store that stays open late, that is what I did to survive for years. It was lovely. I loved it so much. None of that crappy crazy energy from so many others who wanted to mow me down. I guess I could try the scooter provided by the store, but try to get as much walking around time as I possibly can do.
I figured out, after a few visits the last month between six and seven pm and that people were buying supper, were unfed and hungry, and mean as can be. I try to avoid it around that time of day. I might try the crazy face next time I have to stop by around that time of day.
Good and healing thoughts to you.
P.S. I found this quote yesterday and I think it describes people like this:
Rudeness is the weak person’s imitation of strength.
~ Eric Hoffer
Kate