I don’t know how many times a day, while out and about in this dreary place, I say to myself, “what’s wrong with you people?”
There’s a myriad of behaviors that can prompt this exasperated comment. Here’s a few:
1. I’m driving on a local highway in the left lane. I’ve made the mistake of leaving more than a car length between my vehicle and the one in front of me. A car cuts me off and and proceeds at around 50 mph.
2. I’m stopped at a traffic light. Across the intersection, I see a person dumping fast-food garbage our their car window, adding their own contribution to the already rampant litter situation in this city.
3. I see one of my neighbors in the supermarket. I smile and say hello. I am either completely ignored or given an icy stare.
4. I’m walking my dog. A little way down the block, another dog is taking a big old dump on the sidewalk. When he’s finished, the owner just walks away, leaving behind a steaming pile of dog doo.
(During my first year here, I saw more dog poop than I had in my previous 35 years)
If you’ve had your own “what’s wrong with you” moments, feel free to share!