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A rant:
This morning I was on the line. I was standing before the cashier but was actually the second customer. I was in a hurry, I admit. The warrior and little Master were out in the rain, and I had locked the door.
A third lady stood beside me and made as if to pay. She acted as if was not there at all! When the waiter arrived, the lady jumped to be served. I pointed to the first in the line and asked the third lady to wait.
Another minute passes, and a second waiter arrives. She jumps again as if I was invisible or made of air. I tell her more forcefully that I was waiting in the line before her. She backs down once more.
As I got served, she remarked.
"You know, I used to be a teacher once."
I was not sure were she was going with this, so I did not adress her.
"I am telling you that, because you talk like the bad teachers...forceful."
I looked at her incredulous.
"The tone is everything. You could have been less forceful."
Wait a minute. Wasn't she the one cutting in line? I answered, keeping my tone even. "I don't feel the obligation to be courteous when someone is so boldly uncorteous to me."
"Oh so you don't feel obligated."
I shook my head no.
"I would not have minded waiting seven more minutes in the line."
I thought it, but I did not say it, 'Which is why you cut into the line in the first place?'
You know what the worst part is? I left feeling bad. Not because of what I did. I have long ago decided to stand up for myself in these situations.
Will a woman always feel bad when "accused" of being agressive?
Later, I met the warrior outside, and the woman left the coffee shop, then stared at me vacantly for quite a while, as if she wanted to say something else. Then she left...
A background:
Nobody here likes to stand on line. If the line is long enough, this sort of thing will happen. I once was pushed out of the line by a woman in the hospital pharmacy while eight months pregnant. She claimed to not have seen me. I am 5ft7in and at the time, I looked like the Egyptian hypo Goddess Taueret.
I guess I will always feel this way. Either act invisible, or be branded agressive...I wish I could be like some of the men I know.
Maharat
This morning I was on the line. I was standing before the cashier but was actually the second customer. I was in a hurry, I admit. The warrior and little Master were out in the rain, and I had locked the door.
A third lady stood beside me and made as if to pay. She acted as if was not there at all! When the waiter arrived, the lady jumped to be served. I pointed to the first in the line and asked the third lady to wait.
Another minute passes, and a second waiter arrives. She jumps again as if I was invisible or made of air. I tell her more forcefully that I was waiting in the line before her. She backs down once more.
As I got served, she remarked.
"You know, I used to be a teacher once."
I was not sure were she was going with this, so I did not adress her.
"I am telling you that, because you talk like the bad teachers...forceful."
I looked at her incredulous.
"The tone is everything. You could have been less forceful."
Wait a minute. Wasn't she the one cutting in line? I answered, keeping my tone even. "I don't feel the obligation to be courteous when someone is so boldly uncorteous to me."
"Oh so you don't feel obligated."
I shook my head no.
"I would not have minded waiting seven more minutes in the line."
I thought it, but I did not say it, 'Which is why you cut into the line in the first place?'
You know what the worst part is? I left feeling bad. Not because of what I did. I have long ago decided to stand up for myself in these situations.
Will a woman always feel bad when "accused" of being agressive?
Later, I met the warrior outside, and the woman left the coffee shop, then stared at me vacantly for quite a while, as if she wanted to say something else. Then she left...
A background:
Nobody here likes to stand on line. If the line is long enough, this sort of thing will happen. I once was pushed out of the line by a woman in the hospital pharmacy while eight months pregnant. She claimed to not have seen me. I am 5ft7in and at the time, I looked like the Egyptian hypo Goddess Taueret.
I guess I will always feel this way. Either act invisible, or be branded agressive...I wish I could be like some of the men I know.
Maharat