Last Night's Football and a Few Other Things
I went to Midweek last night for the prayer meeting; we mostly sat around, sharing chocolates and jelly babies in between saying prayers for each other and the church.
I shared the chocolate with Wasabi that I had bought with me; a few people were not brave, while others ate it and either pulled faces or said it tasted like horseradish (which is what Wasabi is); the flavour is very strange, and I only had it because someone else rejected the whole bar after trying one piece.
We did football after church, which was good fun, even though we lost some time getting over there and we had to finish at 10 when the place closed. It was fun, although someone on the pitch next to us kept yelling in rage at his team mates.
I saw a guy today who I've not seen in a while; he works at the same place as me, and I first met him on a training course about six years ago; at the time, he looked 12. He still looks like he's 12, though he has to be in his mid twenties at least.
But something has been bothering me recently, and it's the rough treatment I've been receiving off other people lately; I seem to be inciting people's anger a lot, and it's bothering me.
Last night, a taxi drove past me and the occupant of the back seat (who had the window open) made a point of shouting something and giving me the finger as they went past. I figured they probably thought I was going to try and hail the taxi because I was standing by the road (I was just looking to see if it was safe to cross).
Then, today I was on the train with my bag on the seat next to me, and plenty of other seats were available so I didn't think it would be necessary to offer it up. A procession of four guys walked past and one of them shouted loudly: "There are all these bags", which clearly was intended for me to hear because of his annoyance that I had the sheer nerve to put my bag on the seat.
Then, some random woman yelled "STUPID" at me just as I walked past her; goodness knows what I'd done to her - I don't think I brushed past her or anything.
To top that, I was looking out for the obnoxious woman on the train tonight and saw what looked like her in the same carriage as me; I moved into another carriage before I got off in case she barged me and gave me aggro as I tried to get off. I think I will switch carriages on that train in future as she has evidently made this her regular train.
I shared the chocolate with Wasabi that I had bought with me; a few people were not brave, while others ate it and either pulled faces or said it tasted like horseradish (which is what Wasabi is); the flavour is very strange, and I only had it because someone else rejected the whole bar after trying one piece.
We did football after church, which was good fun, even though we lost some time getting over there and we had to finish at 10 when the place closed. It was fun, although someone on the pitch next to us kept yelling in rage at his team mates.
I saw a guy today who I've not seen in a while; he works at the same place as me, and I first met him on a training course about six years ago; at the time, he looked 12. He still looks like he's 12, though he has to be in his mid twenties at least.
But something has been bothering me recently, and it's the rough treatment I've been receiving off other people lately; I seem to be inciting people's anger a lot, and it's bothering me.
Last night, a taxi drove past me and the occupant of the back seat (who had the window open) made a point of shouting something and giving me the finger as they went past. I figured they probably thought I was going to try and hail the taxi because I was standing by the road (I was just looking to see if it was safe to cross).
Then, today I was on the train with my bag on the seat next to me, and plenty of other seats were available so I didn't think it would be necessary to offer it up. A procession of four guys walked past and one of them shouted loudly: "There are all these bags", which clearly was intended for me to hear because of his annoyance that I had the sheer nerve to put my bag on the seat.
Then, some random woman yelled "STUPID" at me just as I walked past her; goodness knows what I'd done to her - I don't think I brushed past her or anything.
To top that, I was looking out for the obnoxious woman on the train tonight and saw what looked like her in the same carriage as me; I moved into another carriage before I got off in case she barged me and gave me aggro as I tried to get off. I think I will switch carriages on that train in future as she has evidently made this her regular train.