I'm thinking now of guys at the gym.
We have limited bench space in the locker room, yet some folks not only take up an entire bench with their personal shit (when the entire locker room has maybe 5 benches and over 100 lockers), they fucking prop their gym bags and workout sneakers on ONE ENTIRE BENCH then drape their towels and ass on the next bench!
Who the fuck do they think they are? It appears to me that each half bench should accommodate a single person's need, using an entire bench for oneself is more than piggish. But expanding one's own personal use space to two fucking benches?
What kind of people do this? Just today I walk into the locker room to undress to workout clothes and put away street clothes in a locker, and some guy has his winter jacket spread on a bench. He himself is at another bench spread out and getting dressed...
There are plenty of hangers in an area designed for hanging coats or other outerwear. Why TF does the guy spread his winter jacket on a gym bench? Why do people prop their sweaty sneakers on a bench instead of leaving them on the floor?
I might sit there with my bare ass, and you might've worn those sneakers outside and stepped in dog shit... Leave your fucking shoes on the floor, ass wipes!
/RANT
I don't think so.
I also will call people out on it now so that makes things interesting, haha.
As a young man in the mid '70s I once witnessed the most horrific verbal fight on a commuter bus. Apparently it started when one guy, shortly after sitting next to another guy on one of the only empty seats left on the bus, towards the rear, accused the guy next to him of stinking of body odor.
Swiftly the insults and invective escalated to the point of one guy just dressing down the other one with some of the most colorful and personal cursing out I had ever heard... And I grew up in the Bronx and Jersey.
Well the guy who'd just been cussed out every which way imaginable had to gather himself for a moment to script the words for an appropriate reply...
And finally he says: "yeah? Well you probably work for the city government!"
The entire bus full of commuters sat in shocked silence.
In small towns and boroughs, Israelis on the road always stop to speak with friends they recognize out taking a stroll, too.
But the gathering information for directions thing was the first I noticed it, that when the drivers stopped their cars to talk and ask questions they didn't bother to signal or pull their cars over to the curb. They just stopped in the middle of the fooking street, rolled down their windows, and fired away. To hell with whomsoever is behind me!
I want to sit bare balls on the bench, but since the fekkers put their possibly dog Pooh contaminated shoes on it I have to put a towel down first. The towel I just died my nut sack with, preferably.
Me too
I also don't like when you're checking out on line at a store in the process of paying and the person behind you is standing uncomfortably close. Wait your turn, bucko!
On a packed subway someone with a rolling suitcase worms their way to be next to the door for the exit at the next station platform, where there's an escalator. They then bully their way to be first on that escalator, but with the suitcase in tow, they then don't move once they've plugged up everyone behind them.
Same behavior occurs at controlled traffic stops where there are two lanes at the light and two lanes across the intersection that shortly narrow to one lane. There's a guy at the light next to you, and he pulls out like a rocket to be the first guy driving on the one lane road, where he promptly settles in to driving exactly the speed limit and not one mph over it...
"What is this? You're a bench monopolist!" Of course, usually shortly thereafter it will go to, "FUCK YOU, YOU FUCKING PRICK!"
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Close talkers.
Me too
I also don't like when you're checking out on line at a store in the process of paying and the person behind you is standing uncomfortably close. Wait your turn, bucko!
I’m in the belief that if you’re less than an arms length close to me, I’ll flat out tell you to back the fuck up! I was on line at a bagel store, and this guy behind me hit me in the back of the head with the beak of his cap while on the phone; I turned and said to him seriously dude you gotta be that close to me! It’s a safety issue with me, never want people that close.
Nowadays with cameras and shit, and attempting to be a responsible adult, I tell my kid to grab a ski mask and get out there:)
I wouldn't go quite that far.
But the inconsiderate people could very well be the driving factor behind other people's sociopathy.