I am a bitch in my own mind. Sometimes this flows outward into the public, but I try to control it. I judge people in my mind a lot. Not really my friends, but definitely the public. Most of these seem to revolve around public transportation. Here are some of my latest and greatest.
- Wearing a lime green sports bra and shorts will not make me more likely to buy the homeless person’s newspaper from you.
- If you’re running for a train that doesn’t leave for five more minutes, I want to trip you.
- Why do people walk fast at walk signals and slowly at do not walk signals?
- Just because I’m short does not mean you can walk really close to me. I have personal space issues!
- There are a million trash barrels between the train and the door to the station. There is no need to stop and cut across a crowd of people to throw out your Wall Street Journal.
- Your bag does not need its own seat when the train is crowded. Move it, sistah.
- Yes, I know you have somewhere to be. We all do. That does not give you the right to stand in the street like a dog waiting to cross, and then hold up traffic just so you can get your latte before your meeting.
- I did not “let you go” in front of me while I was running. I stopped because you didn’t see me and I wanted to live.
- Calling a meeting on a Friday at 9 am and then showing up 45 minutes late is just plain rude.
- Don’t argue semantics with the leader of a 9 hour seminar when you’re in hour 2. No one wants to hear it.
Wow, I guess that was mostly gripes & rants. Sorry. 🙂 I’m bitter because I have to run an awful race tomorrow with BAC, and I don’t have any friends.