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Coming out of Home Depot today, I approached my Jeep Wrangler but
I was unable to get to it. The people in the Ford Bronco
parked next to me decided to use the space behind my vehicle as
a holding area for their items while they decided how they would
go about loading them into their car. That is to say that they had
unloaded their goods onto the surface of the parking lot and completely
blocked in my vehicle. In addition to this, they kept their doors
open so that access to the driver's seat of my vehicle was made
unavailable.
Normally, I wouldn't get too terribly upset by such an event, but
despite the fact that they stood and watched me hurl my items over
their stuff into the back of my Jeep, they remained too inconsiderate
to apologize for the inconvenience this caused me. Contrary to apology,
they were visually perturbed by my presence and acted like I was
the one who was in the way.
I am constantly amazed by events like this. What is this insistence
of the human animal to treat everyone as if the universe revolves
around only them. When I am in my car, at the store, walking, talking,
breathing, existing, I am always conscience of the fact that I could
possibly be in the way of others. When I slip, and of course I do
slip, I make it a point to apologize, or give some resemblance of
body language that denotes, silly me, I was selfishly in your way.
I not only expect the same sort of gesture of all the other bipeds
that I share this planet with, I demand it.
So, for all of you who haven't pulled your head out of your ass
far enough to realize that there are others on this planet, I have
this to say to you. You are most likely in my way. And by 'my',
I mean EVERYONE's. Here's a little list of things for starters to
begin recognizing that you could possibly be in my way.
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