Should I have been offended? Discuss ...

So I'm at the Quick Trip on E15th in DSM today getting a soda. You know the place, it's down by the section of town where all the buildings are painted earthy browns and golds with faux mud hut beams protruding from just underneath the rooflines. The place you don't go to after dark ... or during the light for that matter ... but hey, I was thirsty ...

There she stood holding up the building ... I could smell the perfume whisking on the breeze from 7 parking spots away, black dress, leather strapped high heels halfway up her shins, 3, maybe 4 teeth, shaking like a wet cat in the snow ...

I sat there wondering what her story might be, wondering where she's been, the things she's seen in her lifetime ...

As each guy walked in the store she kindly asked with a trembling voice, "Can you tell me what time it is?", as she gazed at her digital watch, tapping on it as if the hands weren't moving and she was trying to perform a Fonzarelli to make them magically start moving again. Most ignored her, a few replied as they walked by ...

I go strolling in, she says nothing. I come strolling out, she says nothing.

I was offended. Should I have been?

Discuss ...

So... it was snowing yesterday....?

I would have been offended .....then an hour later I would have come back and given her a buisness card with 1-800 - Dentist written on it as my insult revenge 

@old55  ... I misunderstood your post. I do that a lot, especially the later in the evening it is when im tired. :)

It would maoe a good song depending on where I went with it.

Sorry for typo,s on cell.

Speaking of bqd sections of town .... some guy just pulled up to me in a run down minivqn trying to sell me a stolen surround system. Unbelievable. Im in the parking lot of a nice bank eating lunch in my truck here in Missouri ... just pulls right up. WTF. 

Maybe you just creeped her out. She wasn't accustomed to seeing a full set of teeth all in one place.

Last year I saw my first crack whore up close. Well, not too close. Close enough for her to ask if anyone in our group had an extra cigarette. One old guy pulled out a pack and counted the sticks therein, then announced "nope - only 20, no extras" and put them away.

On the topic of "should I have been offended?". I realized recently that I haven't been hit on by a gay guy in probably 20 years or more. Should I be depressed about that, or relieved? Come to think of it, it's been almost that long since I've been hit on by a chick. Even longer since I've been carded at a bar. Hmm, I think this is a train of thought I probably shouldn't be riding.

Bit,

What is this "hit on" you speak of? Are you a snare drum?

Old55

Bub


@old55  ... I misunderstood your post. I do that a lot, especially the later in the evening it is when im tired. :)

It would maoe a good song depending on where I went with it.

Sorry for typo,s on cell.

Speaking of bqd sections of town .... some guy just pulled up to me in a run down minivqn trying to sell me a stolen surround system. Unbelievable. Im in the parking lot of a nice bank eating lunch in my truck here in Missouri ... just pulls right up. WTF. 

I've been getting misunderstood a bunch lately, so it's probably not your fault.  Now there's a song title.  Too bad "Don't Let Me Be Misunderstood" is already taken. 
 
It's been a long time since someone tried to sell be hot stereo equipement out of the trunk of his car.  He claimed he just did an install and all this brand new stuff was left over.  It's unfortunate that he interrupted your lunch like that. 

I'm not sure I'm following what you're trying to say here Jan...

craigb

Old55

Bub


@old55  ... I misunderstood your post. I do that a lot, especially the later in the evening it is when im tired. :)

It would maoe a good song depending on where I went with it.

Sorry for typo,s on cell.

Speaking of bqd sections of town .... some guy just pulled up to me in a run down minivqn trying to sell me a stolen surround system. Unbelievable. Im in the parking lot of a nice bank eating lunch in my truck here in Missouri ... just pulls right up. WTF. 

I've been getting misunderstood a bunch lately, so it's probably not your fault.  Now there's a song title.  Too bad "Don't Let Me Be Misunderstood" is already taken. 
 
It's been a long time since someone tried to sell be hot stereo equipement out of the trunk of his car.  He claimed he just did an install and all this brand new stuff was left over.  It's unfortunate that he interrupted your lunch like that. 

I'm not sure I'm following what you're trying to say here Jan...

See!  

UbiquitousBubba


I've shared this story before, but I'll do so again since it's somewhat near the topic at hand.  I had boarded a plane in Chicago.  It was a very full flight.  I had a window seat near the back of the plane.  One of the last passengers to board was a woman who I'm guessing was in her 30's.  She found her way to my row, double checked her seat assignment, and in an extremely disgusted manner, reluctantly sat next to me.  No sooner had she done so, she climbed out of her seat and accosted the flight attendant.  She demanded a "better seat".  The attendant told here there were no other seats.  The passenger pointed at me and hissed loudly, "I shouldn't have to sit next to That!"

I admit.  My feelings were a little hurt.  Sure, I'm repulsive.  Of course, I'm a hideous excuse for a human being.  Obviously, my very existence is an affront to Nature.  Still, I was offended.



I went to get a haircut.  I was told to sit down and someone would be with me soon.  I sat and leafed through some fashion magazine for about 10 minutes.  A guy came in and said he wanted a haircut.  He was asked if he had a reservation.  He said that he didn't, and she took him in right away.  Three young guys came in and wanted haircuts.  They were shorn and sent on their way ahead of me.  A woman, 2 kids, and 2 more men were all put ahead of me.  I said, "Excuse me, I've been waiting."  One stylist finally agreed to cut my hair.  Throughout the whole experience she kept muttering, "Eeew!!!"  Somehow she managed not to throw up on me.  Ever since then, I refuse to go back to one of those places and pay someone to be rude to me.  I can get that at home.



When I travel for business, I stay in my hotel room, order take out food, and do everything I possibly can to avoid interacting with People.  I don't even want to go drive around.  I just want to lock the door, close the curtains, and shut them all away.  That seems to be a good solution for all of us. 

Wow UB, I gotta admit...it really made me sad reading this. Not to get off track from Bub's post...but wow. You seem very well spoken, confident and even sometimes intimidating (in an intelligent way) with your posts on here and you've always posted things that sort of gave me that feeling of "pff...I just let everything roll off my back". I can see this stuff really bothered you. I guess what's made it a bit more sad to me is, I can relate to those things....especially the "hair" parts.
 
Three short stories...one time I'm in church, I'm Catholic and there is a part of our mass where we shake hands with those around us and say "peace be with you." I turned to an elderly, balding gent, stuck out my hand and he says "you really oughta cut your hair, you're a menace to society" and I said "and peace be with you too Sir". It really bothered me. Ok, laugh at my appearance, look down on me, consider me an outcast or a weirdo...but I went to church to praise God. I can't be all that bad? Or can I? Yeah, this time I was actually. :( I'll get to that part. But anyway, it bothered me so much, when I left church and got into my car and drove away, I just couldn't forget about it.
 
A car behind me was blinking its lights for me to get out of the passing lane. I moved over when I was done passing slower traffic and when I did, this car behind me went to pass me and rolled down his window, gave me both barrels of the finger and yelled something about f'ing my mother. The double barrel fingers I could handle...saying that about my mother who I had just lost...sorry, unforgivable unless you're Christ himself. I lost it and went after the dude following him through 3 towns until he stopped at a traffic light. Needless to say, when I got out of my car, what happened next is too graphic to mention. Here I am, fresh out of church...tempted by the Devil and man....the temptation got the best of me.
 
Another time I was working for my family business. I was a truck driver and delivered cleaning supplies all over. I made a delivery to a church and the pastor says "you need to cut that hair" and I said "with all due respect Sir, Jesus had long hair...why can't I?" He didn't say a word. But it still bothered me.
 
Made another delivery one time to a funeral parlor. Somehow, the order was lost and the guy was upset that he didn't get his delivery. We had a new girl working for us that misplaced the order. When he called us and screamed about it, I immediately ran over to him to drop it off. When I got there, ready to apologize profusely for what had happened, I never got the chance...he greeted me with "ah, now I can see why it's late...look at you...what a disgrace. This will be your last delivery." 
 
I can relate brother. I'll also join Julien's camp and say you have a friend as well as a place to stay in South Jersey if you're ever around here. :)
 
Bitflipper: be relieved on the gay guy thing...take it from someone that gets hit on all the time. LOL! It's happened so much to me, it no longer creeps me out like it once did. They only hit on you to make you uncomfortable. 95% of them know you're straight and don't want a straight guy anyway. The day I stopped letting it bother me was the day I just laughed and took it as a compliment. :)
 
-Danny

"Bud"
It was sad to be honest, she was hurtin' and I can only imagine what her life is like. :(

I think you summed it up right here. Nothing to add. 

Some of us can grow it that long, but not on our heads...

UbiquitousBubba


Some of us can grow it that long, but not on our heads...

Distant relative of Wookie?