A few things I'm amazed about -- not in a good way -- that have occurred lately (confirming the near-total black days of polite society).
1)The two yuppie types who breezed out in traffic in their SUV, halting both lanes of traffic as they sat there, deciding what direction to proceed in. Apparently the laws of driving do not apply to them. When someone honked, they just laughed. I dunno. Maybe they had too many beers at lunch or something.
2)The girl who 'broke up' with my nephew as soon as he drove her to his first dance at high school. As much as we assured him that he was welllll out of that relationship - and dodged a bullet -- he was still heart-broken...for as long as a teenaged heart stays broken, anyway.
3)The nurse's aide who kept complaining loudly to us how 'tired' she was while Excy was writhing in pain and we had been stuck in ICU 10 hours without food or drink.
4)A relative who called my parents to complain I wasn't calling her to let her know the situation, the last time Excy was in the hospital.
5)The ophthalmologist who told an acquaintance who had just spent $800 on new glasses when she went back after 2 weeks to complain they were hurting her nose that there was 'nothing' that could be done about the fit. Not even attempting to adjust them. No concern. The receptionist who joked to 'just put some kleenex on your nose' was fired two days later.
6)The checker at the grocery store who has never in the 13 years I've gone there, been pleasant while ringing up purchases. I have actually queried other shopper friends who go there, and she has never smiled or said 'hello' to them, either, so it's just not me. I make a point to avoid her -- not going through her line even if it's empty. Even if I have to wait.
6)The stranger in the parking lot who yelled 'What's wrong with you?!' Nothing. What's wrong with you??!
7)The property manager who told a friend fixing a flat tire on her horse trailer in a parking lot that she 'had to move' and 'couldn't do that here.' The same intrepid, sensitive soul stuck around and watched and complained that she would 'have to clean that up' referring to the horse poop, as my friend stood beside the horse, shovel in hand. (The horse had to be unloaded off the trailer so she could fix the tire in the first place).
8)The 80ish-year-old woman who shoved me aside to pay her condolences at a funeral reception. I use a cane, people. I thought of using it to trip her.
It's the end of the world as we know it...Seriously, civilization is taking a hit, anyway...