The Implications of Not Walking Faster
Excuse me. Can you please walk faster?
Don’t you have some place to be?
At least move to the right. Let me pass.
No, I’m not in a rush, I just have things to get to today.
I don’t mean to be rude. But you’re taking so long and holding up the flow of traffic.
It’s not just me. Look at that lady in the surgical boot. She probably has an appointment with her orthopedic surgeon. You’re keeping her from receiving healthcare. Are you Mitch McConnell? Who’s rude now?
I should slow down? How about this. You speed up.
Okay, okay. How about this? I’ll slow down but then you have to speed up. We’ll meet in the middle.
No? It’s me who needs to change. Okay. Heh. Okay. Maybe. And I was willing to. You were not. No reasonable compromise? Okay, okay. Heh, heh. Who’s rude now?
Let’s at least have this conversation over here, out of the middle of the sidewalk. We’re in everyone’s way.
Of course they can go around us but we could also scoot three feet over hear and not block the main thoroughfare.
Oh! Here. Let me help. Sorry about this. Here. Let’s get this dog leash unwrapped around this poor woman’s legs. Yep. Classic dog leash-parents/stroller clothes line. Is your dog alright, Ms.? Really yanked on his neck. Her neck. I’m so sorry.
No. I don’t think they need to take Dog Leash Etiquette from you right now.
Yes, Ms., you’re right. We should have been out of the center of the sidewalk.
Or that. Yes. We could have been walking faster.
Yes, it’s terribly rude.
