Monday, April 11, 2011

Annoying Dude

So today, an annoying dude yelled at me on the street. He was driving his truck, and I was returning to my apartment. I was waiting for the light to turn green at the main intersection before my apartment. The WALK and DON'T WALK signs are notoriously bad at that intersection. I waited for the light to turn, and when it did I proceeded on my merry way... at least until I heard a horn blare behind me. I turned to look and saw the truck fly around the corner. As he did, he looked at me and yelled "DON'T WALK" in a tone that was like he was training a disobedient child. He also pointed to the sign as he was driving in an angry matter.

This action upset me. What did I do to upset this stranger?

I have the ability to read. I understand the full implications of all that this sign means. It is there for my protection and keeps everyone in order... or at least it should if it works properly. But from almost a year of experience, it never works properly. However, I also understand that maybe this guy doesn't know that. So he can't really be blamed for that. Sure, he could have been a tad more polite about it, but that kinda stuff isn't a huge deal to me. He could have been making sure that I could hear him over the traffic by yelling, and merely supporting his argument by pointing to the sign. So let's give him the benefit of the doubt.

But still, why did this action get under my skin?

I guess it is because one of the things that annoys me most is being misunderstood. I knew that I had the right of way on the street today despite the broken sign. But the other guy didn't. And he assumed that I was stupid and could not read the sign. ANNOYING. Now, he will forever think of me as that "stupid kid who tried walking across the street when it was my own turn". I don't like being that guy. But there is nothing I can do now to change his mind. But maybe I can clear my conscious by blogging about it. So in conclusion: I AM NOT STUPID, AND I CAN READ JUST FINE. Phew, glad I got that off my chest.

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