I don't really consciously think about where the stairs are. My body just seems to know. Walking is pleasant for me, and I hope everybody I pass feels the same way.
I generally find the escalators unpleasant.
I walk my speed, it differs day to day, but thats the speed I walk. People seem to think I am in a rush because I have long legs and good lungs. Walking is pleasant, having to watch your step so that you don't step on someones heals or trip up is unpleasant. So I pass people when I can. England was the first place where I saw a sign telling people to stay on the right side of escalators so that people could pass them. Paris has them in places as well. I routinely take the stairs in airports instead of the escalators because it is faster and more pleasant. Going down stairs is more like controlled falling for me, my legs move at a blur and I don't really consciously think about where the stairs are. My body just seems to know. Walking is pleasant for me, and I hope everybody I pass feels the same way.Quote has been trimmed, See full post:
Its a little annoying on the elevator when someone is needlessly blocking your way. I am not an idiot though, I am not going to shove someone with crutches, a cane, a walking stick - in fact, I don't shove anyone at all. I will loudly say, "Excuse me," to somebody standing in the middle and not holding onto the handrails, or two people side by side not holding onto the handrails. Quite plainly, it is dangerous to clump up on an escalator or moving sidewalk, people generally need more time dismounting near the end then they can get in a large crowd of people. Children love to take their time at the end and you have to watch out for that too, heck I did it when I...
Still, there are two situations that trouble me. Walking up to the single check out in a store, you realize the person in front of you is a lot slower than you. You can pass them, but you will just pull into the lineup as you do. You have too much time to think, is it polite to pass? Its not like you are in a hurry, this is your normal speed. You aren't in the lineup yet, but you both know that it is the destination. What the heck do you do? Drag your heels or overtake them?
Its the situation more than the person that drives me nuts. I really don't know what to do and I have so much time to think about it.
If you are going your normal speed, then I don't expect you to slow down to accommodate me. What really bugs me are the people who suddenly speed up so that they can beat me to the cashier. I feel like tripping them...but I'm just too damn polite!
What you are observing is not confined to disabled persons. I have seen people speed up to beat me and I go a 'normal' pace.
If I am feeling particularly rambunctious that day, I speed up myself and we have a race. Sometimes we arrive at exactly the same time. If that happens, or if I beat them slightly, I then do a polite 'after you' and give them a big smile. I know my point is made as they are forced to say thank you but you know deep down their blood is boiling. Its almost like a sport. Yes, I can be evil at times.
If that happens, or if I beat them slightly, I then do a polite 'after you' and give them a big smile. I know my point is made as they are forced to say thank you but you know deep down their blood is boiling. Its almost like a sport. Yes, I can be evil at times.
Many years ago, my daughters and I were going down an escalator, along with another young girl, (15),who was part of our fast pitch team, She said, "When I am behind an old lady/man on an escalator,
I 'just' feel like pushing them right down the escalator, don't you guys feel the same?".
Long pause, some side glances, and the answer "no" haven't thought about that at all. She seemed
very serious, and had a mean expression, 'was not joking' at all, thought of her in a different light
from that day on, and kept an eye on my elderly mother, when on escalators, with her around.
It is the word for "beating up" that is used by the characters in the movie 'A Clockwork Orange'. If you have not watched that movie before, I would highly recommend it, my fine young Droog.
Wow, that's too bad. I actually found that kids were fabulous about helping me, carrying my books, etc. Heck, they would wait for me to get to school in the morning so that they could carry my stuff to the classroom. Doors were always held for me and the kids were just great all around...much better than a good number of adults, I might add.
I was hoping that was the case, but I'm afraid it wasn't. My husband and I were 'running' a 15 team
girls fastball league, and we also had four daughters of our own, I was constantly in the company of
teenage girls for a number of years.
No, it was not just bad teenage humour, but hopefully, she grew out of that 'dark' time of her life.