What situations make you uncomfortable?
June 7, 2013
Rather than things that go bump in the night, this is about little situations that make me uncomfortable:
when I’m in the company of a couple of black people who call each other “nigger.”
when I meet a former student from 20 years ago and she says, “I had you my senior year.”
even worse, when the former student is a male. “I beg your pardon!*%#*!”
when a sign jumps up on my monitor that says the system will shut down in 25 seconds.
when I walk my dog outside for 20 minutes to do his “business.” Then we go inside without any business completed.
when a cashier can’t count my return change.
when I must go through endless telephone menus and the final instruction is to press “O.”
when a website tries to anticipate my question. Then asks if it was helpful.
when the plane’s seatbelt light comes on just as I’m on my way to the facilities.
when I get directions such as “Ah, go on down yonder, around the curve, past the Bakers/bakers (?), and turn right before you get to the last bridge.”
when I ask, “Do you want me to turn left at this next intersection?”
“Do you mean, turn right or right/as in okay, turn left?”
when I have a conversation with someone who contradicts himself/herself in the same paragraph. Apparently, I’m the only one listening.
when we’re out to dinner with another couple and they start trading snippy remarks.
when a well-educated person makes a blatant grammatical error.
when a person takes credit for something he/she didn’t do. He/She knows I know the credit is undeserved.
when I receive credit for something I’ve done in a room full of peers who did nothing. I can feel the daggers.
when someone brags on himself/herself.
when I have to ask for directions from someone who doesn’t speak English.
when I receive a call for a donation from the police department. Does that mean my house will not be protected? I don’t do any solicitations via the phone.
when I have to ask someone to return an item she has borrowed.
when I have to express sympathy. I never have any words that seem appropriate.
when I meet someone who instantly recognizes me, calls me by name, and I don’t have a clue who that person is.
These are just a few. I could go on and on about all the times I’ve unknowingly stuck my foot in my mouth. But these are enough that you’ll probably recognize me.