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I have a few..
1- I think my guy is second cousin to JP's guy. The guy, who disgusted with my slow ambling, races past me in the Wal*Mart aisle. Even though this guy has the entire aisle and several other thousand square feet to cross through, he always takes path with the closest possible contact with me--close enough so that when he brushes by me, I can feel his righteous anger. He's got somewhere to go, he's in a hurry and I just happen to be blocking the most efficient path to the Ding-Dongs.
2- the 'yeah' guy.
"I'm looking for a book..."
"Yeah."
"...but I don't know the name of the author. I was thinking..."
"Yeah?"
"...maybe you could help me..."
"Yeah!"
"...find it."
3- People who don't acknowledge me when I do something nice for them...like hold the door. I get to work early, which means I open the door. As a courtesy, I stand aside and hold the door open for everyone (why you would line up outside a college library at 7:30 is beyond me, but there's always a sizeable crowd). More often than not, I get absolute silence as they file by me. Not even a cursory glance and head nod to say, "Hey, thanks for holding the door for me. Even though I won't verbally express my gratitude, this brief eye-contact and head nod should adequately cover it."
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