People who hold the door open for me even though I still at least 15 steps away. A distance where I'll have to pick up and give a little jog, so there won't be this awkward moment while you act as a door stop for me. Well, I'm not going to run. I will say, "thanks, I'll get it," with a condescending little eye-rolling smile. But you never get it. So fine. Stand there.
The guy who just stood there as his four dogs, teeny little ankle-biters, all with leashes trailing behind them, ran freely on the bike path just as Peter and I were coming north about 25mph, with a fat tailwind, over the little rise after Burnham Park. What is it with these people? Do they play in the street like this? Maybe they should so they would get out of the gene pool.
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Man, I LOVE Xanadu. I saw it 17 times when it first came out. The part where all the muses roller skate out of the mural and dance together to ELO's 'I'm Alive' was a seminal experience of my youth.
Ha! Much as you admit to being the bag-on-seat-leaver, I am the asshole who hijacks the elevator. With my foot, no less.
And I don't even say I'm sorry.
Because let's face it, if the 5 seconds you're losing due to my delay is causing you that much stress...you were already late to begin with.
bag-on-the-seat-leaver, that's great! I don't remember now but I'm sure that I gave the caveat that I only do this if there are plenty of open seats. I would never take up a seat with a bag if the train were busy.
Back to elevators...I don't get angry because I'm going to be late, I just think it's a completely selfish thing to do. I've seen people risk a limb when the doors are mere inches apart to inconvenience the 6 or 8 people already on the elevator. I purposely wait for another elevator if I see the doors about to close.
How about something different: last night four of us were riding on the lakefront path, and a mother was supervising her kids playing some type of paddle pong. The type where the ball is velcro, I guess? Because yeah, the parking lot 10 meters that way with zero traffic wouldn't be a safer place. Or heck, here's a novel idea...how about the grass where you can enjoy the city view?
Don't make me out-hate you! 'Cause I'll win! I'm a very angry person!
You guys need brighter uniforms. I never see you go by until you're already past. That, or I think I was just looking at a sign post...(the black and the yellow...hahaha...sorry, I love that joke. When I was a kid, I started downhill skiing, my dad gave me his old SkiDoo ski outfit, from the 70s...a lift operator gave me that joke)
I notice that behavior a lot on the path. Some people just have not a care or a thought in the world that their behavior is inconveniencing, or even dangerous to other people.
And I really love it when some trixie and chad walk out in front of you without even looking, and actually get mad when you just say, "on your left."
Our Matty is a special kind of angry.
Oh, the seat/bag thing: what is worse than your bag taking up the other seat so no one can sit down?
Your ass taking up the other seat. Saw that one this morning.
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