I know this really thinking outside the box, but she never thought of just stopping so she wouldn't run into you? Did she think she was Super Mario and you were some magical object that would disappear, showing a coin above where you were when she ran into you?
I shoulda been one of those things that knocked Mario out.
Oh dear. Did I lend you my invisibility cloak? This happens to me all the time. All. The. Time. Usually even after I get mowed down people keep on going like they can't see me.
Le sigh. So much would I love to be hulking...
Now, let us imagine this dear lady in a car...
Ferrett says he'd rather it was Kevin the car and her in the sidewalk.
2010-07-30 04:11 pm (UTC)
"There was nowhere I could go!"
And yet, she still couldn't occupy the same place as another object at the same time.
Physics. We're all its bitch.
Some people just want to break those laws.
That sort of thing has only happened to me once. I'm fairly confident the guy that did it was a bit unstable and a bit drunk. Maybe the grandmother was hoping for you to shove her (or that she would fall down) so she could sue you?
(Okay, I lie: it happened to me twice. But the first time was a high school bully who tried to pretend it was an accident. I said something like "yeah, right" in a nasty knowing tone, and it never happened again.)
I think she was mostly the kind of gramma who believes if she loses hold of the child for an instant she will be lost forever.
Ahhhh...it truly is the Happiest Place On Earth (tm).
People do that to me all the time. I'm close to 6 feet tall and built like a brick shithouse so they bounce right off of me and then act all offended. What did they think was going to happen?
Edited at 2010-07-30 05:54 pm (UTC)
That is completely bizarre.
Heavens forbid the grandma abdicates, for a moment, her god-given right to walk three abreast. That way lies anarchy! communism! The death of society as we know it!
I live in a part of Toronto which has a high tourist draw, and is advertised (sigh-inducingly to me) as a "strolling strip". Oftentimes it's near impossible for me to get from my house, to the corner store (less than a minute away, if there's noone on the sidewalks) without having to wait for strollers ambling 5 abreast at speeds that barely qualify as moving at all. I've been forced to step onto the street by oncoming amblers to avoid being plowed through, and all this is when I'm travelling by myself!
And people wonder why I'm such a misanthropist ;)
Ferrett's mom was in a wheelchair much of the trip, and I regarded it my duty, while pushing her, to watch out for others. I don't get the rudeness of so many people.
When we were at Disney, I found great pleasure in loudly calling out in my amplified, over-Paula-Deen'ed voice "PARDON ME!" while pushing the Disney stroller with my child. I'd try once with my normal voice then I'd amp it up.
And here I thought I was the only one. Personally I think it comes from the attitude of "Why should I have to move? You move!" which stems from the other person believing for whatever reason that they're more important than us little people. And of course I can't bring myself to bump into these people on purpose, because of that little voice in the back of my head pointing out that I'd be no better than them if I did. Damn my mother for raising me right.
I don't know how much more leeway I could give that standing stock still.
Reminds me of when I was in Italy and little old ladies on the subway kept bothering my mom. On lady kept pushing my mom's purse away because it was touching her arm (crowded subway car, nowhere to move) and another lady just pushed my mom down in the hall of the subway while we were trying to figure out which direction to go (slippery shoes and abrupt shove). In neither situation did either woman show any remorse.
You definitely do not want to block the escalator in DC; you will be run down. People don't see others as people.
I am about to enter the zone of the opposite problem. People at a large crowded convention who decide to stop in the busy traffic lane. Sometimes it'll be to switch lanes and I have no problem with that, but the situation I do have a problem with is the taking pictures. Some people haven't learned that if they want to have their picture taken, they need to exit the traffic. I have determined that any time some lovely person in a lovely costume holds me up from my just as important business as theirs, I am going to create a photobomb behind them.
Oh, that? Happens all the time in Disney. I was regularly playing Dodge the Tourist with mother-in-law's wheelchair.
I have an odd trigger with this, as my Older Ex used to do something like this when I'd be, say, standing in the living room and not noticing that she had come up and wanted to get by-- only she'd start screaming at me about not being able to get by and clearly, I wanted to ruin her life through not moving.
This old lady strikes me as food for Screwtape, just saying.
Wow, there is nothing passive about that aggressive!