2018-11-01

Dialled in - the art of irritatiton.

When one travels in public on a regular basis, it's not uncommon to encounter the same sets of people.

A lot of times, how one's personality ticks, can dictate how one acts and reacts to said people.

And then there are times where you run into people in such circumstances who just do things to irritate the fuck out of you and enjoy doing so.

Case in point -

I ride the Sounder trains. And occasionally in the AM, and almost always in the PM, I run into lots of the same people on a regular basis. One person in particular seems to take pleasure in bugging me. Or so I'm convinced.

She's an older white woman with a face that's been beaten down by life; close to her sixties, with light blonde highlights in her otherwise dark blonde hair.

She sits in the same train car as me, rides the same bus as I, and apparently lives in the same neighborhood as I.

And, every time I get up to leave the Sounder when my stop arrives, she's always there to try and butt in front of me. When we get off the train, we're supposed to tap our ORCA cards before heading to our bus (because ORCA cards are meant to be tapped before and after the Sounder trip). This woman never does, because she always tries to make a beeline to our bus. And not just so she can get in front of me in line no; it's so she can sit in a specific seat on the bus whereby when we get to our neighborhood, she can get to the bus exit before I do.

In effect, she cheats to get in front of me - just to irritate me.

Just the other day before our bus made its final turn to our stop in out neighborhood, she decided to get up earlier and get to the back exit. I swear she would've spat on me had I bothered to stare at her (fortunately I decide to exit at the front, and hence still get out before her).

Am I making too much of all this? Maybe I should seriously just start letting go of such shit and just get on with my life? After all, what does it matter if this person gets in first or last? I don't work with her; heck I don't even really know her. To be honest I don't want to know her, but that's not the point.

I think it's that - to me - her actions demonstrate a repeated contempt for me, and that's something that's always bugged me, especially being a male who's not white.

But really - it's best to really let it go and move on.


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