Wow some really pushy people today. I went to the farmer's market in Olympia this morning with J, S and her two boys. It was crowded but seriously I hate being shoved around. I bought what I needed and left for my next destination on my shopping list, the commissary on McChord.
Okay that was an even bigger mistake. Yes, I know I shouldn't shop on pay day weekends but I had a planned list of items I needed and some not so planned since I took J with me. J has his own food needs above and beyond the house hold for his breakfast and lunches. I just cook dinner, take care of my own two other main meals since he is gone for those.
Well it was crowded to say the least. The manners of the individuals were sorely lacking. When is it appropriate to leave your shopping cart in the middle of the aisle of any store? When it is appropriate to just back up into the person that is trying to get by who says "excuse me"? Oh and when I'm in line waiting to go to to a check out line when the hell is it okay for you to shove your cart loaded with bottled water with your baby carrier attached to the top basket into my back and Achilles tendon at ramming speed? I almost screamed it hurt so bad. I did say loudly ouch! The lady glares at me and snears...sorry. Yeah right fertile one you aren't wrong it was me I'm guessing, because I don't have a kid and I don't count. Today I decided to not use my cane wish I had as I limped off with my cart to the check out line.
To finish it off while I was in line attempting to pay for my groceries the checkout next to me was all of a sudden a place to be and I got pushed and shoved by two checkers that needed to access some machine tape for another register.
Have any of the above mentioned ever learned manners?
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Saturday, April 14, 2012
Pardon Me For Being Here
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Sunday, November 14, 2010
Manners
My dreaded weekly trip to the grocery store went as per usual. I detest shopping. Its not so much the price of the items but rather the interactions with the humans that think shopping is a contact sport.
What ever happened to having manners? There is just no excuse for their rudeness. Thursday, when I was at the aquarium, I got tread on by children and adults. One child plowed right into me and knocked me into my spouse. I looked down at her and said, "have you ever heard of excuse me?". Her mom looked at me and said she was sorry. She even tried to make her daughter say she was sorry too. The child refused. Her mother said she is awfully shy. I somehow doubt the child is shy. A shy child would not plow her way to the front of a display. I would know, I was a shy child. I'm disabled. Do they not see my cane in hand?
At the commissary I was nearly run over by a female employee. I was trying to get a better look at the anti-wrinkle creams, I have dark circles under my eyes big time, when the employee walks tight to the shelf in front of me. I say, "excuse me". I know she has to understand enough English to have her job. She was just being rude. When I was in the aisle with the vitamins an older man runs his cart into my side. I guess he wants me out of his way. My cart is no where near 1/4 full and my cane is quite visible in the cart. I say to him, "excuse me", no less than three times. Maybe he was deaf.
Is it possible that our society has become deaf to polite interjections?
Are we all out to get what we want at any cost?
Am I the only one left that says, "excuse me", "pardon me", "thank you", "your welcome", and "have a nice day"?
Are we as a society just too wrapped up in our own world with the blue tooth, i-tunes, and cell phones in hand to pay attention to those around us?
Unplug yourself from the electronics while shopping and see what I see and hear. I bet you'll be surprised.
Spend one day just observing the shoppers in their natural habitat. Maybe it will make you a better person.
I don't exercise my privileged to go to the head of the line at the commissary. I know that most of you have been waiting just as long as I have and want to get out of there too.
What ever happened to having manners? There is just no excuse for their rudeness. Thursday, when I was at the aquarium, I got tread on by children and adults. One child plowed right into me and knocked me into my spouse. I looked down at her and said, "have you ever heard of excuse me?". Her mom looked at me and said she was sorry. She even tried to make her daughter say she was sorry too. The child refused. Her mother said she is awfully shy. I somehow doubt the child is shy. A shy child would not plow her way to the front of a display. I would know, I was a shy child. I'm disabled. Do they not see my cane in hand?
At the commissary I was nearly run over by a female employee. I was trying to get a better look at the anti-wrinkle creams, I have dark circles under my eyes big time, when the employee walks tight to the shelf in front of me. I say, "excuse me". I know she has to understand enough English to have her job. She was just being rude. When I was in the aisle with the vitamins an older man runs his cart into my side. I guess he wants me out of his way. My cart is no where near 1/4 full and my cane is quite visible in the cart. I say to him, "excuse me", no less than three times. Maybe he was deaf.
Is it possible that our society has become deaf to polite interjections?
Are we all out to get what we want at any cost?
Am I the only one left that says, "excuse me", "pardon me", "thank you", "your welcome", and "have a nice day"?
Are we as a society just too wrapped up in our own world with the blue tooth, i-tunes, and cell phones in hand to pay attention to those around us?
Unplug yourself from the electronics while shopping and see what I see and hear. I bet you'll be surprised.
Spend one day just observing the shoppers in their natural habitat. Maybe it will make you a better person.
I don't exercise my privileged to go to the head of the line at the commissary. I know that most of you have been waiting just as long as I have and want to get out of there too.
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