CreamyGoodness
Well-Known Member
My hands are full. I am obviously walking to the office (the only building at the end of the block) where I will be able to lay down my burdens.
Helpy Helperton and Derpina Helpinstuff seperately flag me down to tell me my shoe is untied. THANK GOD they had, because God knows I have absolutely no control of myself when I walk and I am liable to trip and fall into oncoming traffic.
Lets break this down shall we? What you are assuming is that I am going to stop in the middle of the sidewalk, put down my bag and tie my shoe (which I was already aware of)...
This is what I call a Bad Samaritan. I bet $20 if I asked either of these people where the nearest ATM was (which is actually helpful) they wouldnt have a clue, but they ARE willing to point something of no importance out to a complete stranger. These are the same people that tell you you have dropped a crumpled receipt that fell out of your pocket. The Bad Samaritan cannot abide untied shoes, and definitely cant stand litter. They are so helpful they go home and kiss themselves.
This is an embarrassingly small annoyance, I know, and I am taking it out on two folks that thought they were being kind and helpful, which I also know. But one doesnt become cranky because of past trauma, they become cranky because of a build-up of hundreds of small annoyances.
*sigh* it will pass.
Helpy Helperton and Derpina Helpinstuff seperately flag me down to tell me my shoe is untied. THANK GOD they had, because God knows I have absolutely no control of myself when I walk and I am liable to trip and fall into oncoming traffic.
Lets break this down shall we? What you are assuming is that I am going to stop in the middle of the sidewalk, put down my bag and tie my shoe (which I was already aware of)...
This is what I call a Bad Samaritan. I bet $20 if I asked either of these people where the nearest ATM was (which is actually helpful) they wouldnt have a clue, but they ARE willing to point something of no importance out to a complete stranger. These are the same people that tell you you have dropped a crumpled receipt that fell out of your pocket. The Bad Samaritan cannot abide untied shoes, and definitely cant stand litter. They are so helpful they go home and kiss themselves.
This is an embarrassingly small annoyance, I know, and I am taking it out on two folks that thought they were being kind and helpful, which I also know. But one doesnt become cranky because of past trauma, they become cranky because of a build-up of hundreds of small annoyances.
*sigh* it will pass.