November 13th, 2006

The gentleman is always properly dressed

Tales of the Self-Entitled

I nearly walked into someone on the train platform at Davis this morning. I'll confess to reading while I was walking, but I retained enough situational awareness to notice a young woman in glasses and a ponytail sporting comfortable clothing and an oversized bookbag cut around me and then stop dead. Before I walked into her, I stepped to one side and said, "Very sorry," smiling apologetically. Common courtesy would dictate no less.

She glared at me as I stepped around her, and apparently in a huff over almost being run into by the slow-moving newspaper reader she had just rushed around, said "ExCUSE me!" in a voice loud enough to cause several heads to turn nearby.