Posted on 10/14/2005 8:09:40 PM PDT by echoBoomer
You have to be referring to underwear. The word "britches" is not used often in my neck of the woods. If you hang a hat on your head, the rest of what you wear, or don't wear, will assure your acceptance. Remember: The Hat Rules!
I was in a restaurant in Tulsa when a group of National Guardsmen came in. The lids came off at the door and their manners were impeccable throughout the meal. They acted like men. Best bunch of guys I ever bought a meal for.
The only time I ever saw him wear a hat inside was when the Clutter family was murdered near Garden City, Kansas. That morning he came in through the screen door with his jaw set and without removing his hat. The whole house became silent as he walked straight to the gun rack, removed two rifles and two boxes of shells and walked back out. We all knew that something was terribly, terribly wrong. Truman Capote wrote about it in In Cold Blood.
Walking around the store has become a peril, and dodging carts is the norm. I say excuse me to let others know I'm behind them so they don't back up into the cart and to assure them I can wait until they move.
I always say "excuse me" (or us since I'm with my kids) if I'm walking in a store aisle between the person and the shelves they are viewing. Given the width of the aisles, most times if someone is standing back at all to look at the merchandise, I have to walk through their line of vision.
I'm a big believer in good design and I don't think there are enough and properly placed cart return places at most markets.
I guess there are unwritten laws of aisle travel, e.g., don't park your vehicle in the middle, or across from a display which takes up half a lane.
The great majority of shoppers show consideration for everyone else. I'm fine with them all.
Since we're on the subject of manners, I've concluded that people really do not have to ask another to excuse them. OF COURSE we will be walking in front of others who are checking out the various toothpastes, for instance. How else can we get through the aisle if we can't go behind them? So, for a nanosecond, they were interrupted. Anyone is welcome to agree or disagree with me. There are many instances where we should asked to be excused but when an "Excuse me" is not called for, I feel kind of wimpy to say it. For those who truly believe they should, who can argue the point. I'm merely speaking for myself.
Have you undertaken any real serious analysis of what's going on and what your options are to improve the situation? It would be well worthwhile, when away from the workplace, to dedicate some priority time to quietly think about, and then decide some rules for yourself...what makes sense and what doesn't. To bounce it off of someone who can relate, especially if they solved some of the same or similar hassles, could benefit you greatly. I wish you all the best! If you lighten your load, or even if not, let us know.
Boarding a hospital elevator, with each stop people packed in, way over the limit the elevator was designed to handle.
It stopped between floors. The fellow nearest the elevator controls phoned in our predicament, adding, "Would you please hurry!" Obviously he was not too comfortable.
I was accompanied by my mother and daughter. They were cool. I, sorry to admit, was not. I pulled "The Daily Word" from my purse and proceeded to read.
Some number of years passed before I would even use an elevator. Eventually I was forced to with Mom and Dad, at various times, being hospitalized. Not comfortable, tho.
Today, thank God, I can use them without any trepidation. Well, a little, at times. If I'm alone, who's on the elevator, who's going to get on? Always looking out for the weirdos, there and a few other places.
The message here is: Yes, we can get beyond any fear.
I had occasion to go back to the "old neighborhood", the place where my brothers, friends, etc. grew up. At that time it was a nice part of the city. Upon revisiting, I was appalled at the mounds of trash which bordered the curbs on the "avenue", the place where we shopped for clothes, went to the movie theaters, and the food stores and butcher shop which the moms in the area relied upon.
My conclusion was: You want to live in this run-down, low-life area you created? Be my guest.
I just say it automatically. Because many people seem surprised by my saying it, though, I'd say probably more people agree with you than with me. You are right that passing in front of people who are looking at things while shopping is inevitable, but I don't think that makes it wimpy to say "excuse me" just to acknowledge them and the fact that I have to pass. As I say, though, I think more people take your approach to that issue. I just feel rude visually cutting people off without at least acknowleding that they are there.
I work in a grocery store and I swear the biggest peeve I have is when the mothers give their kids food/fruit/vegetables strighth from the shelves and let them eat it without paying. They munch on it while shopping and then throw away the wrappers. Just this afternoon two women came with their kids, took some suckers out of the candy bin, and starting eating some themselves. The biggest problem we have is that people are acting like the lowest gutter trash.
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