You got friendly competition, then the indigenously hostile.
Happens all the time in the mix of the thoroughly mixed up.
Convivially chatting with a fellow in a pub, no matter what the experience or topic, he seemed compelled to "one up" everything I related. He never heard a word I said except to leverage his own spiel - selling himself. Meanwhile, I'll be having the usual out of body experience and thinking about wherever I'm heading next. But I know he needs to know what a swell guy he is. This is all rather benign. By the same token, there may be other modes of competition, a persnickety situation for one who won't, but will levitate accordingly.
Hostile circumstances are, as a rule, unexpected.
Went out for a smoke at a coffee place. I'd left my laptop, portfolio and earphones stacked to one side on the seat I'd occupied on a three-person couch, otherwise vacant. After a nice talk with a Kosher waitress on the patio, I returned to see a white male sitting on my stuff - earphones included!
"Excuse me but you're sitting in my seat."
Didn't mention the crushed phones - surmise, why don't you.
"I should think it was obvious."
The guy gets all agitated. He's with a white female.
They can easily scoot over. Nooo. He pisses, she moans.
Hostility extant - I'd posit because they already are so.
Sitting on someone's property is a hostile act, no?
They moved to a table and proceeded to take up more space running a ridiculous meeting. Aloud. They looked real put out. Had to prove to all how important they were. Really stupid. Nobody cared - and nobody said, "You're sitting on someone's stuff."
Happens all the time in the mix of the thoroughly mixed up.
Convivially chatting with a fellow in a pub, no matter what the experience or topic, he seemed compelled to "one up" everything I related. He never heard a word I said except to leverage his own spiel - selling himself. Meanwhile, I'll be having the usual out of body experience and thinking about wherever I'm heading next. But I know he needs to know what a swell guy he is. This is all rather benign. By the same token, there may be other modes of competition, a persnickety situation for one who won't, but will levitate accordingly.
Hostile circumstances are, as a rule, unexpected.
Went out for a smoke at a coffee place. I'd left my laptop, portfolio and earphones stacked to one side on the seat I'd occupied on a three-person couch, otherwise vacant. After a nice talk with a Kosher waitress on the patio, I returned to see a white male sitting on my stuff - earphones included!
"Excuse me but you're sitting in my seat."
Didn't mention the crushed phones - surmise, why don't you.
"I should think it was obvious."
The guy gets all agitated. He's with a white female.
They can easily scoot over. Nooo. He pisses, she moans.
Hostility extant - I'd posit because they already are so.
Sitting on someone's property is a hostile act, no?
They moved to a table and proceeded to take up more space running a ridiculous meeting. Aloud. They looked real put out. Had to prove to all how important they were. Really stupid. Nobody cared - and nobody said, "You're sitting on someone's stuff."
Why? They're cowards. These people are scared shitless...
They're afraid of altercations. Hey... is free country, or what?
Poor people, captive of beasty boys.
They're afraid of altercations. Hey... is free country, or what?
Poor people, captive of beasty boys.
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