Due Consideration

Yeah, this is going to be a rant.  It's been building for a while.  You have been warned.

Lately lack of consideration has been bothering me.  Maybe it's the fact it's almost summertime or something, but it sure feels like there's been more than usual. 

Some examples?

• Heidi and the Wooden Shoes: The guy who lives upstairs has a girlfriend (yay for him) who stays over sometimes every night.  How do I know this?  Not because I'm the sort of neighbor who peeks through lace curtains to note the gossip-y comings and goings of those living around me.  No, really I'm not!  I know because she runs stomps up and down the stairs wearing wooden shoes.  Seriously, she couldn't make more noise if she tried -- it's damn impressive especially on the days I've noted that she's wearing running shoes.   Maybe I'm more sensitive to this one because when I weighed 200 pounds more than I do now I worried a lot about Being The Fat Girl and Making Too Much Noise when I walked.   So how much does la chica weigh?  Mayby 110.  And that would be after a heavy dinner.  So why haven't I talked to her about  it?  Because she seems really nice.  Seriously, this has been going on for a year now and I feel like if I tell her she'll be embarrassed to know she's been bugging us for this long.  Paul thinks I may be wrong for assuming she'd care.
• Graduate students who come in at 4:55 PM with either very complex problems or "issues."  What is wrong with these people? Did no one ever tell them that when they're coming to an office to ask for favors and special help it's a good idea not to do it when people are trying to either leave for the day (hello? We close at 5 -- how many offices on campus have you noticed open until 7?) or have lunch.  Today I had a sign up on my office door "at lunch, back shortly" which did not stop three different people from knocking.  How do I know this?  I was inside trying to choke down my tuna salad. 
• Hot Flash Woman: She gets on the bus at the very last stop before we get on the Santa Monica freeway.  The bus is snug and filled with about 100 people, many reading and getting ready for their work day.  She rants (seriously) at anyone who happens to be using their phone (I don't do it, but hey I don't care what anyone else does) and then sits down, generally somewhere near me (why I don't know).  She then starts fanning herself and opens the window.  Okay, it may be summertime, but we're in June gloom here people.  It's like 55 degrees in the morning.  She then throws open the window.  People start to shiver, pull on sweaters and the like.  One older man has the gall to ask her to please close the window -- we're on the freeway and it's freezing.  She refuses stating "I'm hot." In the words of the young man near me "that's what you think lady."

I know there's more.  Lots more.  But I can't remember them now.  Feh!

Comments

[JEM]

Since we are ranting, can I rant about the people at the gym who never ever wipe down the machines after they use them?? Some guy did that this morning...the machine was so nasty...he sweat all over it. Why can't you at least towel it off? I don't get it! Yuck!

[thethinker]

Wooden shoes? Who wears wooden shoes??

[JEM]

Why have you dropped off the face of the planet?!?!? I hope you are at least having fun enjoying your new body and loving life! Drop us a line when you can! Take care...
:-)

[Julie]

I can so relate. People's lack of consideration never ceases to amaze me. When I worked at an urgent care, patients would wait until 15 minutes prior to closing to all pile in. We closed at 9 p.m. and at that time all I wanted to do was go home and go to bed. I did not want to hear about some mysterious medical problem that had been bothering mr. patient for the past month, but finally bothered him enough to bring him in at 15 minutes before closing.

[Ann]

Epzy - I keep coming back in the hope of an update. I hope all is good in life.

[melody]

Where are you, girl? I'm really getting worried...