Living in Northern California, I have worn out the word
"unbelievable." I have come to
use to it nearly on a daily basis. On
some days, I have had to use it more than once.
Normally, I would assume, if one told me something was "unbelievable" it would, by definition, be hyperbole. But like I said, I live in Northern California, and people here routinely act unbelievably.
For example, people in San Francisco will regularly walk directly out of the doors to a building onto the adjacent sidewalk at full stride, without a pause of any kind and with no regard for people already on the sidewalk walking past the building. I have had to make an emergency stop or quickly jump out of the way to avoid either running into these people or them running into me. Unbelievable.
Or the woman, and I apologize for the gender generality here, but I have not seen a man do this, who stops in front of the turn-style at B.A.R.T to begin to dig through her purse for her ticket. Not only can no one else pass through the turn-style, but the resulting disruption in the rhythm of the flow of people into the station causes a pile up that quite literally brings the entire entrance to a complete, albeit momentary, stop. Are you telling me that you were genuinely surprised by the presence the turn-style or, perhaps its location, ya know, right there at the entrance to the station, where it was yesterday. And if so, you couldn't move out of the way to dig through your purse so that ten, twenty, thirty other people are not affected by your lack of preparation? Unbelievable.
The general level of rudeness I witness daily is truly unbelievable. Take for example the walking smoker. These people not only don't care about their own health, but could care less about yours and mine, too. Everyday, I (and many others) end up following a person who is smoking. There are five or ten or more people surrounding them on the busy sidewalk. They blow their toxic smoke indiscriminately in all directions effecting the largest number of bi-standers as they can. But it is outside, right? The smoke I am being forced to breathe is no less deadly outside than it is inside. Unbelievable.
Or the person who is walking slower than anyone else in sight, apparently with no place to go or no motivation to get there positions themselves smack dab in the middle of the sidewalk. This way they can inconvenience the maximum number of people, who, unlike them, have some urgency in their lives. Forcing everyone to slow down to his or her pace, the waddler refuses to move to one side of the sidewalk or the other. I assume this is the same person who treats the far left lane on the freeway as their private Sunday-out-for-a-drive lane. Unbelievable.
Normally, I would assume, if one told me something was "unbelievable" it would, by definition, be hyperbole. But like I said, I live in Northern California, and people here routinely act unbelievably.
For example, people in San Francisco will regularly walk directly out of the doors to a building onto the adjacent sidewalk at full stride, without a pause of any kind and with no regard for people already on the sidewalk walking past the building. I have had to make an emergency stop or quickly jump out of the way to avoid either running into these people or them running into me. Unbelievable.
Or the woman, and I apologize for the gender generality here, but I have not seen a man do this, who stops in front of the turn-style at B.A.R.T to begin to dig through her purse for her ticket. Not only can no one else pass through the turn-style, but the resulting disruption in the rhythm of the flow of people into the station causes a pile up that quite literally brings the entire entrance to a complete, albeit momentary, stop. Are you telling me that you were genuinely surprised by the presence the turn-style or, perhaps its location, ya know, right there at the entrance to the station, where it was yesterday. And if so, you couldn't move out of the way to dig through your purse so that ten, twenty, thirty other people are not affected by your lack of preparation? Unbelievable.
The general level of rudeness I witness daily is truly unbelievable. Take for example the walking smoker. These people not only don't care about their own health, but could care less about yours and mine, too. Everyday, I (and many others) end up following a person who is smoking. There are five or ten or more people surrounding them on the busy sidewalk. They blow their toxic smoke indiscriminately in all directions effecting the largest number of bi-standers as they can. But it is outside, right? The smoke I am being forced to breathe is no less deadly outside than it is inside. Unbelievable.
Or the person who is walking slower than anyone else in sight, apparently with no place to go or no motivation to get there positions themselves smack dab in the middle of the sidewalk. This way they can inconvenience the maximum number of people, who, unlike them, have some urgency in their lives. Forcing everyone to slow down to his or her pace, the waddler refuses to move to one side of the sidewalk or the other. I assume this is the same person who treats the far left lane on the freeway as their private Sunday-out-for-a-drive lane. Unbelievable.
