Chicken on the sidewalk

Unfortunately my life can't always be free shave cream and yogurt. This is a prime example of why I hate people. As I was walking down the street to my office on Friday three people were walking towards me in the other direction. One guy in the middle and two girls on either side.

They were taking up every inch of the sidewalk and on the side I was walking there is a grassy hill right beside the sidewalk so even if I was going to move out of the way for them, I had no where to go.

Oh but there was no way, now or ever that I will step off the sidewalk for inconsiderate people. When it comes to the game of chicken on the sidewalk, I must admit I'm pretty good. I will not give in, my best tactic to date is to look oblivious and keep walking straight with an air of confidence. You can't flinch, these people smell hesitation. You have to be prepared to play bumper people and knock some sense into them, literally. This time though, I literally had no where to go, so I had no choice but to plow ahead.

Now I'm not sure what these people were thinking, maybe they were so wrapped up in their own conversation they didn't see me. Or maybe they just didn't care, and considering I have a bright green coat, I believe the latter. Well plow right into me they did, making a quarter of my coffee go flying into the air. When I said "Excuse me!!" All they could say was "oh sorry", like they had just seen me.

I've had people bump into me before, but this was the first time that I've had someone full on slam into me like I wasn't there. I was in shock. But I had the last laugh, of my coffee that went flying into the air, most of it landed on the arm and back of the girls jacket. She didn't notice, and the thought of her noticing when it's all dry and sticky makes up for the bump.