Keep it to yourself, BUDDY

Now I can understand what my friend's daughter was feeling like when she had people ask her if she was pregnant, then proceed to give their opinion on whether she should be or not, and what she should do. No, I'm not pregnant, but why do people feel the need to state the obvious?

This has happened on occasion, where people feel the need to tell me something I already know and I just chalk it up to busybodys. No they aren't flirting and if they are they are doing a suck-ass job of it.

But apparently lately I'm feeling a bit moody, and it's a nasty mood.

So, I'm at the grocery store picking up a few items when I hear.......

"Hey buddy, your back is REALLY burned, I mean if you look at it you got a bad sunburn."

For one thing, a long time ago I stopped answering to "hey", "hey you", "yoohoo", "babe", and whatever else people decide they want to get my attention. I used to always answer "excuse me" but that's so rare to hear anymore as people just push their way in and move me out of the way or just barge right on over me. Now I may answer to it because it is rare I hear it.

So I'm looking at this guy. Because, really, who calls a woman "buddy"? For one thing, I don't know you from Adam, and I'm not your buddy. So I figure maybe he's talking to "his buddy". I don't respond. But apparently he was talking to me. Because he said it again.

Fortunately my quick wit allowed me to answer him by letting him know "thanks DUDE but I am WELL aware that I have sunburn on my back."

He didn't know how to respond to that so he just looked at me like he was helping make me aware of something on my body that I would never know about since I can't see it. He just kinda said "oh."

What I wanted to say was.........

"Don't you fucking think that if I sunburned my back I would FUCKING FEEL IT at SOME point after I got out of the sun??!!"

But I refrained.

Also, I really gave up on others showing some niceties anymore, whether in or out of the grocery store.

What REALLY irks me, is when a man CLEARLY can see I either have my hands full of groceries/my photo cart/ or something where I have a lot more stuff than you, and I am able to (barely) open up a door that he CLEARLY can see I'm having trouble opening, only to BARGE right the fuck through, as if I was opening it for his ass and then doesn't even bother to hold it open for me.

On those occasions, I yell out some comment about "hey JACK (I leave off the ass although I clearly want to say it so I resort to using just Jack) YOUR WELCOME on me getting the door for you" or "THANKS for getting the door for me, I GOT IT."

Happened today at the hospital. I have this big old cart. Some tech is leaving the nursery while I'm entering. I have this HUGE CART that just barely gets into the little hall where the sinks so people can sanitize before walking into the nursery. I'm in the hall. He is at the door. Do you think he could open it for me? No. I wait. He looks at me. FUcker. So I open the door and he walks on through. So I said 'excuse me, thanks for getting that door for me'. He almost kept going. Guess he had SOME decent cell in his body. So he did hold the door for me.

THANKS BUDDY!

I have another bitch to gripe about but I'll wait. I'm trying to keep my posts to one bitch maximum.