{"id":3375,"date":"2016-07-14T13:30:26","date_gmt":"2016-07-14T11:30:26","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/damiengaleone.com\/?p=3375"},"modified":"2020-03-09T07:23:03","modified_gmt":"2020-03-09T06:23:03","slug":"random-people-who-hate-me","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/damiengaleone.com\/?p=3375","title":{"rendered":"Random People Who Hate Me"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><a href=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/damiengaleone.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2016\/07\/angry-old-lady.jpg?ssl=1\"><img data-recalc-dims=\"1\" loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"size-full wp-image-3376 alignleft\" src=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/damiengaleone.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2016\/07\/angry-old-lady.jpg?resize=284%2C177&#038;ssl=1\" alt=\"angry old lady\" width=\"284\" height=\"177\"><\/a>I am standing two people back in line.<\/p>\n<p>I am watching with awe as the man in line goes through this transaction as though it is the first time he has ever purchased goods in a shop. He seems amazed when the cashier asks him for money, digs through his bag for a few long seconds until he finds his wallet. Then he digs through that for a few long seconds until he finds the money. Then he digs through the coin purse until he finds the right change.<\/p>\n<p>This kind of thing no longer surprises me, since it happens every single time I stand behind someone in line at a shop. For some reason, when Czech people buy goods in a shop, they appear surprised and confused to the point that it would suggest that they are actually aliens in borrowed human bodies.<\/p>\n<p>I have no idea why.<\/p>\n<p>All I know is that I hate this man.<!--more-->This is more my problem than his. Waiting is an activity I do with great strain. Sometimes I have to actively calm myself when a tram gets caught at a stoplight or in traffic. So when someone makes me wait, they are instantly on my shit list. In reality, this guy is probably &#8220;wasting&#8221; about 9 seconds of my time by his behavior. And no doubt if I were engaged in a conversation I wouldn&#8217;t even notice his aggravating checkout attitude.<\/p>\n<p>I would certainly never do anything like shout at him or make a comment. I just grumble in the satin-covered, Led-Zeppelin-playing Utopia that is my brain. Nevertheless, I hate him. Like with the white hot intensity of a million suns.<\/p>\n<p>The cashier is a podgy woman in her early fifties. And when she sees that I am in line she literally groans aloud and rolls her eyes. She does this every time she sees me. Exactly this. So I am not surprised, but it still gives me a moment of pause.<\/p>\n<p>I am not the most likeable person on the planet. Oh, I am OK. I generally greet people with a smile and a hello. But I know there are people out there who hate my living guts. And what&#8217;s more, I deserve it.<\/p>\n<p>But sometimes I evidently elicit the extreme hatred of a person I do not know. Specifically, this seems to be this cashier, a reception guard at the university, and a woman who sells fruit at the bottom of my hill.<\/p>\n<p>Now, I am OK with being hated if I deserve it, but I do wonder what I could have done to inspire such hatred from these people. I have had probably twenty interactions with the women selling things, and those have been all of one minute long, and I am sure I was pleasant. I am always pleasant to people selling me food.<\/p>\n<p>I have said <span class=\"st\">dobr\u00fd den (<em>good day) <\/em>to the security reception worker every day for the last six years, and I have been greeted in return with the cold stare of fetid death. I can&#8217;t imagine what I have done to deserve this.&nbsp;<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span class=\"st\">But who knows? Just as I hate waiting, maybe these three women hate something that I have subjected them to for the last six or seven years. Squeaky shoes. Bad Czech. Brown hair. Who knows? I guess what comes around goes around. <\/span><\/p>\n<p><span class=\"st\">And then it makes you wait in line.&nbsp; <\/span><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>I am standing two people back in line. I am watching with awe as the man in line goes through this transaction as though it is the first time he has ever purchased goods in a shop. 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