Day 20 - 29.02.2012

I used to think people at work were annoying.
I now see that the general public are worse.


I have recently encountered two more instances of rudeness.

In the first instance, I attended a suburban bank.

The car park was small, and an elderly woman could not reverse easily to exit. It was fascinating to watch her undertake a 20 point turn from my street position. I sat in my car and gave her all of the time that she needed.

Unfortunately other motorists grew angry at me for waiting, and started to gesticulate and carry on. I smiled and waved, and pretended that we actually knew each other.

One old man became so infuriated that he drove past me, swung into the car park, and blocked the woman from exiting. She was clearly upset by this manoeuvre, and I couldn't understand his hurry - he must have retired in 1980.

These morons forgot that we were all going to the same tiny bank. Upon entry I told the old man off for rudely making that turn and told another woman off for gesticulating at me.

Have they no patience and can they not see when a fellow human being is in trouble and needs a little space?

The woman then tried to be my friend and told me the oddest story.

Apparently her mother has dementia and recently found herself driving on the wrong side of a major arterial road. The old lady did not know how she got there.

The woman did not think that maybe her mother should give up her licence....

In the second rudeness instance, I went to dinner in a well-known Italian restaurant in the Port of the city. Upon entry, I found that there were 5 tables filled with diners, and 35 tables free.

There were two soft comfortable booths available.

As I am one and a half weeks away from giving birth, I asked the waitress if I could sit in one. She said no, as they were set up for four persons, not two. It just wasn't possible to take away two sets of cutlery.

I told her she had better hope that two lots of four diners turned up.

They didn't.

And what did I think of the food?

It gave me heartburn at 3am, and nobody likes an Italian sausage on repeat.