I know it's a new year, new leaf, new attitude, and new what-not, but I can't shake feeling bugged about the same old things.
Here's a super-mini-rant involving things that really grate--
1. Chatty checkers, not in a good way. I'm really all for a good chin wag at the store, if time allows & if it doesn't border on the intrusive.
Ex.: so many checkers now make random commentary about what's in shoppers' baskets, ask what shoppers are doing at the weekend, etc. Today's supermarket checker tells me 'Enjoy!' as she hands me my assorted shopping replete with cleaning agents & such. I'm not about to eat dinner, lady.
2. Public pissing, up close & personal. Given the amount of public urination, it's clear that SF doesn't have enough public toilets, but to randomly decree that where you're standing will now be a WC al fresco ain't kosher.
Ex.: waiting at the bus stop next to a man who seemingly can't hold his urine & suddenly the bus shelter is transformed into a pissoir! At least he turned his back, yet he was still only about five feet from me. Speaking of feet, I moved mine out of the shelter & into the pouring rain. Better water from the sky, than water from a dude's who-ha...
I can't come up with a no. 3 at present, surprisingly. Any bits you all might wish to add?
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