I hate people that get involved in sh*t that has nothing to do with them.
I'll give you an example of what I mean. This happened this morning......
We are a crowd of commuters, all piling through the train station's barriers heading towards a single escalator that takes us down to the platform. Some of us are entering the escalator from the right, some from the left. The right hand side of the escalator is for standing, the left for walking down. It was busy so people are approaching from all angles, and it was impossible to position yourself correctly on the approach, so once on the escalator everybody is switching lanes depending on whether they want to stand or walk down.
It sounds messy, and ok no one was indicating, but we were dealing with it like pros and there wasn't a collision in sight.
I was one of the people who entered from the right but wanted to walk down on the left. Now I'm a pretty expert walker, I've got it down to an art form as, excluding the first 10 months, I've been doing it all of my life.... up stairs, down stairs... I've even walked backwards a few times and not fallen **** over tit. So I was able to switch from the right to left without impacting on anyone else's stride pattern. It was a seamless manoeuvre.
But then I heard it.... a tut. Someone possibly wasn't happy with me switching lanes. I was on the verge of turning around and summoning up the dirtiest look possible at that time of the morning, but then I thought about the situation. The tut came from behind, but didn't sound like it was coming from the person directly behind me, therefore it probably wasn't aimed at me. So I carried on walking.
But then I heard it again... another tut. A double tut. So I turned around to see what all the commotion was about.
So now I'm walking down the escalator, with my head facing backwards. See, I told you I'm sh*t hot at walking.
Anyway, as I look back and scan for possible tutters I see a guy, about two people back. He looks deep into my eyes, shakes his head and tuts again.
That's four public tuts now.
One, I can overlook... two, I can count to ten and let it pass over my head.... three, and I'm feeling very irritated... but four tuts and I have to confront the tutter. So I did.
I asked the guy if there was a problem. He back tracked and said no. That was ok with me, I felt as though he had realised his unfair attack on me and decided not to pursue it any further. So I turned around and continued on my journey.
A few steps later and I hear him say "You got a problem?".
That was it for me, I pulled over, allowed him to catch me up, and then pulled back in front of him. (yep, this is all still on foot. We haven't some how managed to drive our cars down an escalator).
I won't go into the details of the argument that ensued, but lets just say I called him a few names. One rhymed with anchor, and one with shunt.
I'm not proud of my outburst and I hated him even more for making me say those things, but I don't like being singled out for things that I shouldn't be single out for, especially when - and this is the point of my post - it shouldn't have been him doing the singling out (even if singling out was necessary) as he was not the person I ended up in front of when I switched lanes.
So that's it, that is what I hate.
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