Yes, same old story, but I need to vent a little. Yesterday, I was almost squished by not one, but TWO people wandering thru the grocery store, yammering on their phones. At the same time!
It was a fairly wide triangular aisle/area, and one was on the right side of the aisle, and one was on the left. No problem, plenty of room, I can drive up the middle. Except Lefty zigged right, and Righty zagged left, at the exact moment I was going between. Thankfully, no collision, and both were oblivious of what almost happened, and I'm swearing under my breath.

to you both! Get off the phone!
I probably would have won, since I had a cart, and they both only had hand-baskets - ramming speed!!
Then Righty has a moment of non-obliviousness, and tries to speed up to stay ahead of me!
I won.
I got what I needed and looped back thru the area, and almost got slammed by Righty *again*.
So then I'm forced to follow her thru a narrower section (naturally she's walking up the middle, so no way to pass her on either side) and listen to her *fascinating* conversation. Ugh. "I got bread, just passed the milk, I think I'll go over to..."

SRLY?? Who is the poor person on the other end, listening to this riveting play-by-play?? I hope it's a shut-in who appreciates living vicariously through you, otherwise they are probably bored to tears, and trying to figure out how to block your calls.
I wonder if some of these dolts are doing it on purpose?
Maybe I should invest in a bicycle bell, or air horn, to let them know they are about to hit me. Or a cow catcher. Or chariot spikes. The possibilities are endless. And I always wonder if some of them are those cellphone faker nuts. Righty's conversation might have been fake. Or she really is that boring.
It was a fairly wide triangular aisle/area, and one was on the right side of the aisle, and one was on the left. No problem, plenty of room, I can drive up the middle. Except Lefty zigged right, and Righty zagged left, at the exact moment I was going between. Thankfully, no collision, and both were oblivious of what almost happened, and I'm swearing under my breath.

to you both! Get off the phone!I probably would have won, since I had a cart, and they both only had hand-baskets - ramming speed!!
Then Righty has a moment of non-obliviousness, and tries to speed up to stay ahead of me!
I won.
I got what I needed and looped back thru the area, and almost got slammed by Righty *again*.
So then I'm forced to follow her thru a narrower section (naturally she's walking up the middle, so no way to pass her on either side) and listen to her *fascinating* conversation. Ugh. "I got bread, just passed the milk, I think I'll go over to..." 
SRLY?? Who is the poor person on the other end, listening to this riveting play-by-play?? I hope it's a shut-in who appreciates living vicariously through you, otherwise they are probably bored to tears, and trying to figure out how to block your calls.
I wonder if some of these dolts are doing it on purpose?
Maybe I should invest in a bicycle bell, or air horn, to let them know they are about to hit me. Or a cow catcher. Or chariot spikes. The possibilities are endless. And I always wonder if some of them are those cellphone faker nuts. Righty's conversation might have been fake. Or she really is that boring.


I turned around, grab the cart, rammed it back into her, and told her "you hit me with this again, and we're going to find out how far I can ram it up your ass!!"
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