You know what really ticks me off?
Well, a lot of things actually. It's pretty easy to irritate me, although I'm trying to change really, I am.
But the most recent thing that got under my skin? Some folks' complete lack of common courtesy.
Case in point:
At least 10 times in the past month, I have waved someone into traffic ahead of me when they were sitting in the turn lane or trying to get out of a gas station. And I got no wave, or even a raising of the index finger, as a thank-you sign.
Perhaps this is an ancient tradition that has faded into the mists of time, but I was told to always do it when I was learning to drive. Now it seems that some drivers feel no compunction to do it, as if it is my duty to let them in.
Another case in point:
No "thank-you" or "thanks" when you hold the door open for someone. I get silence far more than I get thanks. My inclination is to grab them by the collar, jerk them back out the door and close it while standing inside staring at them. Or just let the door go when they're halfway through. I don't want to cause anyone any serious injury, but a gentle thonk! on the head from the door wouldn't do that. Would it?
And if I may ask a favor:
How about not parking your buggy dead center in the grocery aisle then standing there for five minutes, looking up, down and sideways, hunting for something. No one can get around either side and when you say, "Excuse me," you get The Glare.
Another favor:
Please don't sit in front of me with your cellphone lit up like a flashlight while the movie is playing. I mean, why do you pay $11 for a ticket and not watch the film? There's life going on all around you and a movie right in front of you.
I realize that most of these complaints make me sound like a crotchety old man, and that's probably not far from the truth. But it seems as if many people are wrapped up in their own cocoon and not paying attention to - or even caring about - anyone around them. Sure, this kind of behavior is not relegated strictly to this point in history, but it does seem a bit more widespread, which makes me both mad and sad.
Now: Get Off My Lawn!
Contact Shawn Ryan at mshawnryan@gmail.com.