I was never really told off as a child
Which means as an adult, any shouting tends to make me flinch.

Now *somehow*, as an adult, I have gathered all these people who randomly shout.

Eg
*in car, friend driving*
"oh, and when you listen to ELO for the f...BASTARD WANKER YOU CUNT! first time..."

*in car with boss and her kids*
"are you ok Arthmelow?" "yes, of course, the day was ok..."
High pitched shrill from the depths of hell:
"WHICH ONE OF YOU FUCKERS IS MAKING THAT NOISE!!?"
*birds leave their trees* *other people in cars look around to see where the noise came from*
I jump out of my skin. The kids look somewhat unfazed.

*acting in as student buddy for a 15 year old during 6th form*
Military guy, 6ft 4. Big booming voice
"now, I'm here to ask you WHY HAVE YOU BEEN SPRAY PAINTING
ON THE SCHOOL FENCE!"
kid looks bored. I would have probably won contests for halloween fancy dress parties.

And as I've got older... I get to make other people feel shuffly.

Like that fuckhead who ran in front of an ambulance on a pelican crossing - how is 30seconds earlier to work more important than someone's life?

Or customers who try to take the mick - we're a shop, not a market stall.

Or staff that just try to be irritating on purpose... I swear... with one I had to implement the "pen rule": when the pen is in my hand, I talk. When the pen is in your hand, you talk. The sort of thing you have to do with toddlers. With grown adults. Joy. Writing signs on things that were left uncleaned with
"I am a chair. I get dusty. Clean me at the end of the day."
etc.

Click "I like this" if you feel that some people just *deserve* to be treated like a child at times...
(mmmm curry doesn't really understand this sig lark, Thu 20 Sep 2007, 19:23, Reply)