Minding My Own Business
Apparently I have a problem minding my own business, people do not seem to appreciate my little gems of wisdom…
All these happened within the last week:
Case 1
I’m walking down the street, there’s a lady driving a SUV, she comes to a stop, she’s on the phone. I cross in front of her and without really paying attention she steps on the gas, sees me last minute and stops. I gave her the look of death and make a motion with my left hand as if I was hanging up a phone… She rolls her window down and right away I say to her: “hang up the phone when you’re driving, it’s illegal” to which she intelligently replies: “Why don’t you mind your own business”. I then tell her that she just made it my business by almost running me over. As I walk away, she chants one more time: “Mind your own business”…
Case 2
I go to the men’s washroom on the first level of the court house, someone is smoking in the stall. I pee, wash my hands and then go: “There’s no smoking in here” to which I get: “Why don’t you mind your own business”. I reply: “Done deal, but it’s a court house, the next person to walk in here might be a cop”
Case 3
Shopping at Eaton Centre, I go into Old Navy and browse through the clothes and the enormous crowd. I get blocked between two alleys, a pod of shoppers behind me and a mother with the biggest baby carriage I’ve ever seen in front of me… I ask the mother/baby/cadillac of carriages to please excuse me so I can continue to move forward. She rolls her eyes and sighs and moves the carriage just enough for someone half my size to go through. I push my way and say: “Oh thanks, it’s not like you’re the only person here today”. To which I get the infamous: “Why don’t you mind your business”. Since I have such a hard time with that apparently this week, I continue: “You’ve made it to hard for me to ignore you, so I guess, that is my business”.
I still think that it would be much easier to mind my business if people stopped including me into their lives. It always feel like an invitation of sorts.
December 21st, 2009 at 19:37
At least you’re popular!
December 21st, 2009 at 20:05
On case #2, I would have just gone and got a police officer… you are nicer than me.
December 21st, 2009 at 20:18
Yeah I would have ratted out the smoker too, that is just gross.
December 21st, 2009 at 22:12
I love your attitude
December 22nd, 2009 at 07:40
Dyl: I wonder if I can do like Liz Lemon on 30 Rock and turn this into a TV show
mt & B: Why don’t you two mind your own business? hehe… but seriously, if a man resorts to smoking in the bathroom instead of walking the 25 steps he’d need to get outside, I figure he’s already sad and pathetic enough… I would’ve like to stick around and see who went in next after me though.. ahah
D: thanks, wait till I bring my wisdom to England one of these days… I might not come back alive… hehe
December 22nd, 2009 at 08:57
I dont like people very much – stuff like this gets to me too.
December 22nd, 2009 at 20:56
Another alternative on #2 would have been to reach under the stall, grab his pants and run…. or if you had some thing to put water in, toss a glass full over the top of the stall…
December 22nd, 2009 at 22:11
Stephen: It’s not people I don’t like, it’s really when they are being selfish, and in big cities, they are just abounding.. it’s everyone for himself/herself… Hey, it gives me blog content, right? eheh
I like your blog btw
mt: I like the running away with the pants thing… I’m keeping this idea on the back burner
December 24th, 2009 at 19:11
I am slowly falling in love with you.