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The worst times, naturally, are those when I just really don't want to be out in public at all. It's not that I'm in a hurry but people make me impatient and angry when they do stupid things.
I can sometimes get into a state of mind where I "know" that somebody's going to be annoying, even before I'm in their proximity. I can see a couple of ladies ahead of me, ambling along their talkative way, and I just know that one or both of them is going to veer into my pathway, just cutting off my trajectory to the point where I cannot pass without saying something... or waiting, until they shamble back to the other side.
Normally in the Irish way one simply says "sorry," which means "excuse me" there's really no need to get upset or to be rude. Irish culture is based greatly upon patience and politeness.
But I feel how I feel. I try to be friendly. I am friendly.
But sometimes these little offenses really get me irritated.... The woman with her pram (baby stroller,) stopped right in the middle of a wide doorway during the busiest time of the day at the supermarket, me right behind her stopped waiting for her to adjust her whatever-it-is-this-time, absolutely and happily oblivious that she is totally blocking the use of the entryway....
I stop. I stand. She never does see me. She never has any idea that I was there, nor that anybody might have been....
Sometimes it makes me just want to go back to my apartment and be alone.