I've been cranky all week.
Are you happy?
I probably wouldn't be if I wasn't surrounded by idiots.
People act like they're the only ones on the planet.
Like the world revolves around them.
And I know for a fact that this is not true.
Because the world revolves around ME.
Case in point:
In the downtown core, there is an underground pathway system (called the PATH) which is 17 miles long. It is a labyrinth of shops and restaurants connecting several office towers, hotels and shopping malls. Scattered throughout the system are doors that separate various sections of the PATH. There's anywhere from four to eight of them in a long row.
These doors are very heavy.
In rush hour, there is a constant stream of people walking to and fro. Picture a freeway with bumper-to-bumper traffic, only everyone is walking. It borders on organized chaos. There is a steady flow of people going through the various heavy doors.
Two things drive me bonkers:
1. People who cut everyone off to go through the one door that is open.
2. People who don't hold the door for the guy behind them.
The Lemming Syndrome is a huge problem. People are so friggin' lazy and won't move over to another set of doors. God forbid they should open the door themselves! Instead, hundreds of people will bottle-neck and try to go through one door. Yesterday morning, some stupid broad cut in front of me to go through the door I was going through. I made a point of not breaking my stride and stepped on her heel. She gave me a look. I shrugged. "Shouldn't've cut me off. Shoulda opened the other door."
Common courtesy would dictate that you hold the door open for the guy behind you. I don't expect you to wait there. Just give the door an extra push so it remains open a while longer. It's easier to push it a little more open than to try and open those heavy doors from a closed position. This morning, some psycho hose-beast is walking in front of me. She has her purse strung over her shoulder. Both her hands are free. She just skooches in the door and lets it slam in my face. Biotch. The next set of doors is just a few feet away. I'm right behind her and reach past her to open the door. She clucks her tongue at me. Tsk! I looked her in the eye and said "Well, you let the last door slam in my face. Get outta my way."
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