On Sunday a woman got on the bus, stood on the stairs and continued texting! Yes, you have the right to hold up a whole bus load of people because you have to text! She must have thought she was the Queen of the World, and we were all here only for her convenience.
I say excuse me, but that doesn’t excuse them! People need to be more aware of their surroundings. You do not need to park your cart in the middle of the aisle while you slooowly browse the pasta.
Does it not occur to you that people might need to get by? No it’s not OK for people to have to say excuse me or maneuver around you. The grocery store is not just for you.
Ugh!
Why refrain from honking? Being oblivious while driving is dangerous. The other day while walking, a car almost backed over me but I leapt out of the way in time. If I hadn’t smacked their car with my hand and shouted, they’d have been completely unaware that anything had happened at all and the next pedestrian might not be so lucky. The driver apologized and admitted he had not looked or seen that I was in his path, so now he knows to be more careful. When someone cuts you off, you should honk to prevent future accidents the driver might cause, not to be mean.
Where did you come up with such an off-the-wall, whackadoo idea?!! Were you raised by wolves??!
People in Canada are still using flip phones, Ebola pales in comparison.
Declan
Flip phones are actually selling out in higher numbers in Japan over smart phones. Well, I read it on the internet… but yeah. The older phones are really selling, especially used Nokias. Anna Wintour was caught using a Samsung flip-phone at a show (Anna Wintour of “Vogue”) and people started buying them up like mad. So, if you want to be really cool and hip you use a flip phone.
I notice it a lot more now too- especially on public transportation. I am in Arizona, and I thought it was just a “Phoenix thing”. I’m talking about grown, capable men NOT giving up their seats to women, even elderly or pregnant women. It’s disgusting! I can’t believe the rudeness. SO low-class.
I’m a grown, capable woman and I don’t need a man to give up his seat for me.
Agreed, don’t give up your seat to me! Elderly or pregnant women, maybe.
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The worst are the dicks who sit on the stairs leading up from the subways, and who don’t get up or move an inch even though they are blocking the egress of everyone on the platform. There is no possible way they don’t know they are in the way, they just don’t care. I would love one day to see someone “accidentally” kick one of those guys in the face.
I use a cane when I’m out and about and it’s always nice when someone offers me their seat on the bus. Depending on how my legs are acting, I might just take it. But it’s really refreshing when it’s a young dude (or on occasion, dudess) who, judging from his appearance, might cause one to think he’s an inconsiderate punk. It always reminds me not to judge books by their covers. This happens more often than you would think here in the Seattle/Tacoma area. For that, I am grateful.
Another example of obliviousness in grocery shoppers are the ones who, having checked out, stand there at the counter while they put their bills in their wallet, the change in their pocket, the receipt in a separate compartment…oh, wait, did all 25 of my coupons get rung up? I’d better check…etc. Meanwhile, the next person in line, with his 3 items, is waiting to run his card through the scanner.
My best friend is like this. I know she is just trying to make sure she is not forgetting anything by making sure everything is in its place but I long to tell her to move to the end of counter so others can carry on with their shopping experience. If she needs the cashier for anything, he is there within reach but, at the same time, she is out of peoples’ way. For myself, I just usually quickly check to make sure I got the right change, stuff it in my pocket, grab my bags and go, but when I need to, this is what I do. It’s not so hard, folks.
Hope that didn’t sound too get-off-my-lawnish. It’s a good thing I don’t drive or I’d probably really get into it.
I always say “Excuse me” … after running into them, their cart, their cellphone, etc. and knocking it as far as I can. And if they actually fall over, I help them up again, and quietly suggest that they might consider one less drink before going out shopping.
This grown, capable man is tired of being berated for treating women like lesser beings for offering to give up his seat, etc., so he has just stopped doing it.
I am a store cashier. It’s the ones who hold their wallets and credit cards or change while talking on the cell phone or texting that make me want to throw them out of the lane. I once asked one such talker “Will you please move for the next customer.” She shouted back “You could at least wait till I put my things away.”
The manager immediately ran to my station, but the guy behind her shot back “Then put your things away instead of wasting my time gabbing on the phone. You’ve been talking ever since you got on line, and that is very insulting to us all, especially the cashier.” She went away, the manager left, and I thanked the guy for defending me.
I once got hit by a car that was backing up in a grocery’s parking lot. The driver was texting about the price of oranges! She had a great excuse for the cops who asked her if she was texting while driving. “Yeah, but I wasn’t going that fast.”
I’m not so sure. I think these people are constantly injuring themselves, breaking shit, and causing auto accidents. Sure, they don’t notice when more attentive types cover for their inaction, but when two oblivious types interact I’m certain that all sorts of bad things happen. We all know people that are “accident prone;” I posit that this is directly related to obliviousness.
Add me to the chorus of “it’s a vagina, not a disability”.
You just described my mother.
This grown, capable woman thinks a man that offers me his seat is a true gentleman and I will sincerely thank you (though I will decline the seat).
Ma’ hero!!
The damn stupid women who leave their cart in the aisle about 8’ away from them while they ponder the canned beans or whatever. I will grab their cart to move it out of my way, and holy christ, no lady, I don’t give a crap about your cheap assed leatherette purse, I just want by.