Fluttershy11 wrote:
...jerkass college mo-fo...
Allow me to explain. As I've mentioned before, I live in the heart of Sanford, Maine, which might as well be called 'SKANKford' or 'New Brooklyn'. You see, I decided to take a walk to the nearest general store to get more soda, so I corssed the road and into the mini-mall's parking lot. From about 50 feet away, I saw an oncoming car approaching me before I crossed over to the store, so I walked quicky across the car's path as to not make it slow down for me, because I HATE pedestrians who take their time to cross. Well, I made it with plenty of feet to spare, but as the car passed by, I heard a passenger from that car say, clear as a bell "Hey, you fat f**k!"
That CLEARLY couldn't have been meant for anyone but me! I'm not so much angry at the fact that he swore at me for 'inconveniencing' him, but that he called me fat! I mean, I know I'm a little overweight, but I wouldn't call myself really fat. Maybe it's because I had my bulky hooded sweatshirt on...but either way, I just don't think I can take living in this town much more. I'm just too freaking delicate for a town that's so damn insensitive.
I do know one thing for sure though...I promised myself that if the day ever came that someone unrelated to me called me 'fat' to provoke a reaction out of me, then it's time to finally do something about my health in general. Walk around the block, eat more fruit, less time siting around, etc. You can claim I have weird motivations, but to each their own.
Comments always welcome.
There are differences in the general attitude in cities and towns, but I think they are not all that great and people are pretty similiar everywhere within the same country and even in other countries. People in big cities tend to have harder shells, but underneath are basically the same as everyone else.
So I would say its not cities/towns themselves that are insensitive but all cities/towns, even small ones, have insensitive people. Its really a toss up as to which is better. If you run into a rude person in the city, chances are you won't see them again. It might happen less frequently in a smaller town, but there you may see them again.
On the prank side I have had things thrown at me or friends with me from cars a few times. Once an egg hit my chest and amazingly did not break. Once a piece of chocolate cake that hit the spokes of my friends bicycle which splattered his front in a dense stripe. It was pretty funny when we stopped and he took off his glasses and only his eyes weren't covered in cake. Another time a car pulled up alongside a line waiting outside a theatre and hosed everyone down with a fire extinguisher.
My favorite was when two fools tried to empty their cars ash tray on the highway by dumping it out the window with me in my car right behind. I saw them shake it out the window and saw it all sweep in the jetstream back into their open rear window and then fill the car with a dense swirling grey cloud of ash and butts. I could just make out their arms waving around in the haze as I scooted by them real quick.