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I have now, regrettably, come to the conclusion that I hate strangers. Ok, maybe not ALL strangers, but the vast majority that I cross paths with.
I have come to this sad sad decision because of various acts performed by my fellow human. They are:
1) Holding a door open for a stranger for longer than was really necessary, for them to walk straight through it without taking over the holding of the door and without so much as a thank you. (Numerous experiences of this, the most recent being 5 minutes ago, have played a big part in starting this thread).
2) Walking towards a stranger on a narrow pavement, I turn slightly sideways to give them more room, they continue walking square shouldered, at full pace, prepared to smash whatever object they meet out of the way.
3) You and a stranger arrive at the only unoccupied seat on a train/tube at exactly the same time. I look at them, they look at me, there is a pause while each party waits to be offered the seat, I offer the seat, they take the seat, I wait for a "thanks", they don't give a "thanks. T*sser. Me and them, I guess!
4) In a shop, ask the person who works there to do what they are paid for. e.g. Taking payment for an item that you want to buy. They look at you like you're asking them to give your balls a quick polish!
Hate them.
5a) Unobviously pregnant women that wear "baby on board" badges when on public transport. Get a life. Your belly ain't big enough for us all to see you're preggers therefore you are not at that stage where I give up my seat to you.
5b) Unobviously pregnant women that wear "baby on board" badges when on public transport who have not been offered a seat who then ask you if you would mind getting up and letting them sit down.
I hate this for so many reasons, the worse being.....
Ok, so I look young enough to stand up without getting knackered, but how do you know that I don't have (a) a bad knee, or (b) back problems, or (c) am dying to release a **** and the only way of keeping it safely tucked away is by sitting on my poop shoot thus providing sufficient blockage and extra mental strength, (d) etc etc.
By asking you to get up they have put you into a position where even if you do have a genuine reason to refuse you really can't. Otherwise onlookers will think you are an able and healthy but very mean man who won't even give his seat up to a (flat bellied) pregnant woman.
There are other reasons why I hate most of you strangers, but the above are the main ones.
Feel free to agree, disagree, add your own hates, or think this guy is obviously unemployed, self employed, or very bored at work.
I have come to this sad sad decision because of various acts performed by my fellow human. They are:
1) Holding a door open for a stranger for longer than was really necessary, for them to walk straight through it without taking over the holding of the door and without so much as a thank you. (Numerous experiences of this, the most recent being 5 minutes ago, have played a big part in starting this thread).
2) Walking towards a stranger on a narrow pavement, I turn slightly sideways to give them more room, they continue walking square shouldered, at full pace, prepared to smash whatever object they meet out of the way.
3) You and a stranger arrive at the only unoccupied seat on a train/tube at exactly the same time. I look at them, they look at me, there is a pause while each party waits to be offered the seat, I offer the seat, they take the seat, I wait for a "thanks", they don't give a "thanks. T*sser. Me and them, I guess!
4) In a shop, ask the person who works there to do what they are paid for. e.g. Taking payment for an item that you want to buy. They look at you like you're asking them to give your balls a quick polish!
Hate them.
5a) Unobviously pregnant women that wear "baby on board" badges when on public transport. Get a life. Your belly ain't big enough for us all to see you're preggers therefore you are not at that stage where I give up my seat to you.
5b) Unobviously pregnant women that wear "baby on board" badges when on public transport who have not been offered a seat who then ask you if you would mind getting up and letting them sit down.
I hate this for so many reasons, the worse being.....
Ok, so I look young enough to stand up without getting knackered, but how do you know that I don't have (a) a bad knee, or (b) back problems, or (c) am dying to release a **** and the only way of keeping it safely tucked away is by sitting on my poop shoot thus providing sufficient blockage and extra mental strength, (d) etc etc.
By asking you to get up they have put you into a position where even if you do have a genuine reason to refuse you really can't. Otherwise onlookers will think you are an able and healthy but very mean man who won't even give his seat up to a (flat bellied) pregnant woman.
There are other reasons why I hate most of you strangers, but the above are the main ones.
Feel free to agree, disagree, add your own hates, or think this guy is obviously unemployed, self employed, or very bored at work.
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I'm sure it wasn't like this back in me nan's day but I have also noticed that the general public is, overall, a sweaty stinking mass of obnoxious ill-mannered tossbags. 
