Thursday, February 26, 2009

Town without pity

Now that I've been walking on the side of my foot for a few days to try to take the weight off my broken toe, I've noticed that I've pulled some calf muscles that evidently haven't been used for a while. Good times!

Regardless, life must go on, blah blah blah, and I've been gimping around the grocery store and the bank and other places. And I've noticed that people don't look at me in pity, like, "awwww, poor limping woman!" They look at me in anger, like, "asssssss, get the f*ck out of my way - I'm important and in a big hurry, and you're a pathetic gimp who's slowing me down."

I mean, I'm trying to stay out of people's way; but realistically, when you're walking in slo-mo, people are going to be rushing by you. And it's not like I'm sticking out my flippin' foot to TRIP them or anything.

Try a little tenderness, people. Or at least stop turning around to cut me with your dagger eyes as you blow by me. I'm not doing this on purpose just to piss you off.


kitkat said...

Slow people don't bother me unless they manage to take up the entire aisle at the grocery store (and so often they do!) making it impossible for others to go any faster than they're going. Other than that, take your time as far as I'm concerned.

rockygrace said...

Oh, I HATE it when people park themselves and/or their carts in the middle of the aisle. So rude! Believe me, I stick to the sides. I actually got an evil glare the other night as I gimped my way through a wide-open parking lot. Sheesh.