The line in the London bookshop was several customers deep and I was the last one in it: I had been silently congratulating myself on my Brit-like patience in enduring it when, at the very last minute, a young man pushed in front of me.
Gabrielle, This one has me fuming! It is a symptom of the invisible woman syndrome. I say it out loud now, when someone (usually a young man) butts in from of me, "I must be invisible." Sometimes it shames them, sometimes they look amazed to hear a voice coming out of nowhere and sometimes it annoys them! Lorraine
It was actually quite funny, Lorraine, because, while I can't claim that I always and unfailingly act in a calm and reasonable fashion (ask Mr. Los Angeles), I actually was being calm then, and, combined with the apparently novel experience for him of encountering a reaction to his behavior, it quite threw him! Let's keep raising our voices anyway ...
This self-important asshole picked the wrong person to mess with and you certainly are not his "darlin." I am glad that you were able to cut him to the quick with your wit and charm. Awesome!
Well, I'm assuredly not his darling, Karen, and I had the smallest inkling he didn't find me particularly charming either. But the good part about encountering people like that is that it reminds me how happy I am to spend most of my time with people who are not like that. See you tomorrow!
Oh, Sheena, I'm flattered you ask, but the answer is, I don't! I feel like I'm constantly hacking through the jungle, and all that keeps me going is trying to concentrate on what I want most to do, which is write and connect with like-minded people. Well, it's thrown you and me together, so there's that to be said for it. Onwards and machete-wards for both of us!
Well, I would have thought so, Jennifer, but with the way he was glaring at me, I really wasn't too sure! I'm glad you enjoyed the post anyway, it's always very good to see your "likes" showing up ...
Gabrielle, This one has me fuming! It is a symptom of the invisible woman syndrome. I say it out loud now, when someone (usually a young man) butts in from of me, "I must be invisible." Sometimes it shames them, sometimes they look amazed to hear a voice coming out of nowhere and sometimes it annoys them! Lorraine
It was actually quite funny, Lorraine, because, while I can't claim that I always and unfailingly act in a calm and reasonable fashion (ask Mr. Los Angeles), I actually was being calm then, and, combined with the apparently novel experience for him of encountering a reaction to his behavior, it quite threw him! Let's keep raising our voices anyway ...
This self-important asshole picked the wrong person to mess with and you certainly are not his "darlin." I am glad that you were able to cut him to the quick with your wit and charm. Awesome!
Well, I'm assuredly not his darling, Karen, and I had the smallest inkling he didn't find me particularly charming either. But the good part about encountering people like that is that it reminds me how happy I am to spend most of my time with people who are not like that. See you tomorrow!
Excellent Gabrielle.. Well Done!
I'm glad you liked it, Sheena, it's always so good to hear from you!
You too - I really enjoy your posts
I’m finding Substack a bit overwhelming as have soooo many emails to look at and I really need to use the time to paint
How do you manage it all? Xx
Oh, Sheena, I'm flattered you ask, but the answer is, I don't! I feel like I'm constantly hacking through the jungle, and all that keeps me going is trying to concentrate on what I want most to do, which is write and connect with like-minded people. Well, it's thrown you and me together, so there's that to be said for it. Onwards and machete-wards for both of us!
I hope he meant the young man.
Well, I would have thought so, Jennifer, but with the way he was glaring at me, I really wasn't too sure! I'm glad you enjoyed the post anyway, it's always very good to see your "likes" showing up ...