Skip to main content

Lost in the Suburbs

My last blog detailed an unanticipated, panic-infused detour through unknown and dizzying streets.  Funny thing is, sometimes I feel that way right here in the suburbs.

I feel that way when I walk into an indoor tennis establishment and the woman behind me shoves right past me to follow her child into the building.  Literally, she nudges me aside and only excuses herself when I say something out loud (albeit quietly, not even meaning for her to hear), something such as "Oh my, excuse me."  She was caught off guard, not expecting to be called on her rude behavior.  No wonder her kid was shoving past mine.

Or the time at the deli counter line in the grocery store and I was asking the man about the cold cuts he just sliced for me (making sure they were mine) and some woman said indignantly and rather loudly, "You know, I have a baby in the car."  And just when I was about to say, "Oh my God, take care of her order  she left a baby in the car!" She added, "...with a babysitter and I have to hurry."  Oh.  I see.  Now I get it -- that I really don't get it.  Now it all makes no sense.  Just as I had thought.

I could go on with these dizzying scenarios.  They happen far too often.  But I bet things like this happen everywhere, right?

Comments

Anonymous said…
Am I allowed to curse on this thing? People are assholes, and they're pretty dumb, too. And its not going to get much better- the idiots are having babies and smarter ones are not. That's why I'm moving to a deserted island when I grow up.
Julie Ann Klein said…
both happened in less than 24 hours.
Joy said…
i had a lady cut in from of me at the lancome counter... she even sat her self down and when the saleswoman asked who was next she said insistently, "I am!" I let it go because she was old and (probably crotchety).
ActionAdam said…
happens to me at the bagel shop. you can be inline, the person behind the counter says next, and the person behind you orders. Oh I thought you ordered already they say. Yeah right. My other pet peave is the the subway (it's a train that goes under the ground for you islanders) - people start boarding (running in for a possible seat) before you can get off the train - there is no courtesy anymore - very frustrating
Anonymous said…
I thought I was Anonymous

Popular posts from this blog

Lost and Found

On vacation last week, my daughter was fully engrossed in her paperback.  She would take breaks from the dog-eared pages to cool off in the pool or swim in the waves, only to return to her lounge chair (and her book) with soggy, sandy fingers.  The book looked like it was on vacation too, with its crinkled pages sprinkled with sand. One night she brought the book with us to dinner, eager to finish the last 10 or so pages.  You see, there was a sequel waiting in the wings and she needed to get to ending.  After dinner and meandering through the hotel gift shop, my daughter realized she lost the book!  We retraced our steps but to no avail.  Finally, that evening, we stopped by the "lost and found" desk and reported her missing paperback (title and all) as well as my light cotton sweater she also left behind somewhere.  The kind lady said she would contact us if the items were found. My daughter asked if I would buy the book on my Kindle so that she ...

The Honeysuckle

One of my sisters said I should “blog” more often.  I take that as a compliment, even if she is related to me.  So I decided to write about the Honeysuckle. Yes.  The Honeysuckle.  They are in bloom right now and if you pay close enough attention, soon enough, your nose will lead you to one.  When I was a kid, the summers were full of quiet time.  We didn’t go away to camp and barely went to day camp.   We played outside with whoever was home too.  We visited the town pool, with its icy, unheated water and biked home afterward. Right around this time, when the line between spring and summer starts to blur, I remember feeling like such a lucky girl.  My best friend, and across-the-street neighbor, had tons of Honeysuckle bushes lined up along her tall, wooden fence.  We spent hours picking the flowers and tasting the nectar found within the yellow and white stems.  It was dreamy. Just the other day I was playing golf with my mo...

Author Access

For almost three years, I've been conducting an ONLINE book discussion for the organization, Gotham City Networking, Inc.  (www.gothamnetworking.com).  It all started with the book "Water For Elephants" and author Sara Gruen.  We didn't start out thinking that the author would be involved.  It was your basic book club meeting with a twist: our group would read the book and meet online to discuss the novel virtually .  It was all set. I decided to try to contact Sara Gruen's publicist or agent (by email), to see if Ms. Gruen would care to provide a comment or quote for my summary of the book, the few paragraphs I had planned to use to kick off the discussion.  Within 30 minutes, Sara Gruen herself emailed me back indicating that instead of providing merely a quote, she would happily participate in our online book discussion.  Wow!  Really?!  And she did. I was pleasantly surprised.  More than that, I was in awe.  Having Sara G...