tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7301215723729061662.post5565574837717293380..comments2023-09-11T18:53:16.686+10:00Comments on idle persiflage: Stroppy? Who? Me?persiflagehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05161607100227748374noreply@blogger.comBlogger5125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7301215723729061662.post-41636071755552292132013-03-06T03:36:16.187+11:002013-03-06T03:36:16.187+11:00Ah. Two days ago I was in line next to a gentlema...Ah. Two days ago I was in line next to a gentleman who was talking loudly and vociferously upon his mobile about: "I don't want to see you, I came here for peace and quiet, I don't care what you wanted, I'm not here for you" and on and on and on at the TOP of his lungs. The very top. He was next in line to be served and it was all I could do to keep a straight face and not start laughing at him outright. I think laughter and public shame out to be the correct course of action. Even an idiot understands laughter, yes?Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7301215723729061662.post-54023017506046892013-03-01T12:23:19.528+11:002013-03-01T12:23:19.528+11:00I am so sorry that the woman in the bank became so...I am so sorry that the woman in the bank became so aggressive. Perhaps she realised that she was in the wrong and immediately launched into 'attack is the best means of defence' mistake. Such an ugly reaction. You didn't say how other people reacted, but I suspect that they 'lay low, saying nuffin'. Which is also wrong. That would have shaken me up for days, but I hope that I would have said something. Both to the telephone user, and in your defence.<br />Quite recently I saw a small boy of about five or six call his mother a fucking bitch when she refused to buy him something in the supermarket. And no, she didn't say anything about his language, so I suspect that is is learned at home. Awful.Elephant's Childhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06650565833097914052noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7301215723729061662.post-63112744566962724692013-03-01T07:49:23.719+11:002013-03-01T07:49:23.719+11:00The first incident must have been very shaking, IP...The first incident must have been very shaking, IP, to be abused like that, with such aggression.<br />Commiserations.Franceshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05588049222095187200noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7301215723729061662.post-53591429406448751242013-03-01T01:03:06.101+11:002013-03-01T01:03:06.101+11:00Ah, you old fossil you! But I have to say I'm ...Ah, you old fossil you! But I have to say I'm just as fossilized as you---and glad of it, if not being so means the incessant and cheerful cursing, especially by beautiful young girls who look like butter wouldn't melt in their mouths----until they open them---doesn't appall me!<br />As for the morons who assume we're all fascinated by their (not so) private lives that they inflict them on people trapped in waiting rooms, so that even if you've brought along a book for the wait you haven't a prayer of being able to concentrate on it---good for you for standing up for decency!mollyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03797484583400519909noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7301215723729061662.post-20463518759138954002013-03-01T00:29:28.953+11:002013-03-01T00:29:28.953+11:00Yes, I know. Good for you, though, for doing your ...Yes, I know. Good for you, though, for doing your bit.<br /><br />Sorry about the anniversary - I hope things will get easier. It's impossible not to regret things. I did a lot for my mum and saw a lot of her, but I now wish I'd lingered longer for a chat than I sometimes did. I was busy but now I'd love to sit with her and have a cup of tea again. Pam https://www.blogger.com/profile/12641269043817163165noreply@blogger.com