Today Neil and I were walking in Central Park. We were strolling up past the boathouse when some bitch carrying a Henri Bendel bag nearly crashed into me. She said, "thanks for getting out of my way". (I swear, cross my heart, I am describing this situation word for word.)
That annoyed me; I was walking quite slowly, wasn't walking into her (and avoided her at the last minute) and if she'd said "excuse me" like a NORMAL person, all would have been fine. So I said "thanks for watching where you're going!"
Her reply? "Lose some weight!" (Shouted at me as I was walking up the path.) This absolutely enraged me and I yelled (in my best Brooklynese, I was pissed) "Yeah, well, get over your fucking attitude!" If I'd had the presence of mind I would have gone back and reminded her that shopping at Henri Bendel does not make her royalty and that the plebs do not have to get out of her way.
What a fucking bitch. Really ruined my mood for a bit.
That annoyed me; I was walking quite slowly, wasn't walking into her (and avoided her at the last minute) and if she'd said "excuse me" like a NORMAL person, all would have been fine. So I said "thanks for watching where you're going!"
Her reply? "Lose some weight!" (Shouted at me as I was walking up the path.) This absolutely enraged me and I yelled (in my best Brooklynese, I was pissed) "Yeah, well, get over your fucking attitude!" If I'd had the presence of mind I would have gone back and reminded her that shopping at Henri Bendel does not make her royalty and that the plebs do not have to get out of her way.
What a fucking bitch. Really ruined my mood for a bit.
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