Weird things have been known to happen to me.
If you ever saw a car driving normally along the road before careening into the sidewalk, I was probably the intended recipient of that proposed hit.
Have you seen a person walking on a zebra crossing, carrying a laptop bag and getting hit by a bus? Congratulations, you just met me.
Let me rephrase that- weird things have been known to seek me out.
Which brings us to the discussion at hand.
The weird things that have happened to me are not solely restricted to cars, buses and even trucks (yes I have a truck testimony as well).
The weirdest experiences I’ve had are people related.
For instance, I’ve had the unique experience of a man coming out of a shop/beer parlour (I don’t know which) to ask me if that was how I walked etc (I’m sure I have similar stories but I can’t bother with finding them in my memory now 🙂 )
But the issue I speak of now is more specific: WHY DO PEOPLE WHO DON’T KNOW YOU BELIEVE IT IS OKAY TO TALK TO YOU ANYHOW?
I’ve had 2 experiences with this-
1) Over a year ago, a woman came into my line of vision, imperiously demanding to be shown or directed to the venue of an event. My friend who was with me roundly, soundly ignored her. I, on the other hand, made an extra effort. Not only did I give her directions, I escorted her to the place, going really out of my way. Now, I was not expecting money or any such thing but when I asked if she was a member of the press, she gave me such a rude response I stood there gaping. And she didn’t even bother to say thank you. When I got back downstairs, my friend saw the look on my face and laughed. I was so angry that day.
2) In case you believe only women are capable of this; Just the other day I was at the bank. They were doing repairs on the doors so no one could get in or out. They did this for 20 minutes. When it became apparent that the repairs wouldn’t be so easily concluded, I went to find a seat. When they finished, it was 4:02pm and there was a backlog of people waiting to get into the bank. As I do not like mob scenes, I waited until the arena was mostly clear. Then I entered the special doors designed to scan for metal objects, holding all my metal items aloft. Still it beeped and the voice told me to “please go out and leave all metal…
“Get OUT!” said a man inside the bank. He proceeded to say a couple of other nonsense as well. I refused to leave.
You see I was about to “go out and leave my metal objects (or my whole bag) in the box outside”, but the minute this guy SCREAMED at me, I raised my eyebrow, stared at him and refused to move.
It was only when I saw him go out through the other scanner/door that I left. My intention was to ask why he started yelling but he walked so fast and I was so ENRAGED that I was sure I would say things I would regret so I sucked in air and refused to let it out until he had mostly gone away.
Soon another young man who had seen the whole event came out and seeing the man stomping out, turned to me and asked me; “why was that man shouting at you. Did he know you before?” A
I replied in the negative, and I mentioned that he was a “fucking idiot” and I turned away. The security guard then told me the bank had closed.
I’m nice, for the most part. But yell, shout or scream at me and you might put a flame on my own temper. For the most part, I ignore such incidents or laugh them off. These 2 stick because they made me so mad. Mostly because on those days there were special circumstances.
The day of incident 1 I was on my way home. I was fasting at the time and I was quite weak. Explaining didn’t work so I had to lead this woman upstairs, further sapping my energy.
Incident 2, I was dizzy. My heart was racing and I wanted water.
I could have excused that woman’s rudeness if for instance, I had spoken rudely to her or was her daughter who had just burned all her clothes but I wasn’t.
Or that savage animal if we were related, and he was choking and I had been laughing. But again, I wasn’t.
I guess I just have to accept that there are people in this world who will make you feel like vomit any chance they get. Mostly it’s up to me not to let them. But should I encounter more such idiots when my guard is down, you just might get a sequel to this post.
Moral of the Story
If there is no previous relationship, no aggravating situation etc don’t be a fucking idiot?
Please and thank you!