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I'm resurrecting my blog! Get down with my bad self!

I'm going to write about all sorts of crap now though, not just the kids (although I'm sure they will provide me with much consternation, and you with much merriment).

Be warned - I'm gonna cuss in this blog now. Just so you know.

So today I want to bitch about rude ass people in the skywalk. For those who don't know, I work in a downtown office, and park about 5 blocks away. There's a skywalk that goes from the parkade to my building, and this skywalk is connected via doors at various intervals.

Now, when I was pregnant, I was quite used to people slamming these doors in my face. But even if they didn't slam the door, they sure didn't hold it for me either. Folks, it's NOT considered polite to go storming around someone (who, incidentally, may or may not be walking slowly due to a watermelon in the belly), thrust open the next door, then give it a limp-wristed push as you go through it. That's not cool. In fact, most times I had to bring up an arm so the door didn't hit me in the fetus. Thanks. I'm sure your mommy is proud of you.

This morning, I was heavily laden coming from my car with various vittles of Monday goodness: laptop, purse, pump, six-pack of soda, milk, etc. I was pulling my little cart behind me. This asshole in a 3-piece suit storms around me, opens the door that's RIGHT in front of me, then just goes through it. Didn't even do the limp wristed push. !!! Seriously, dude? That's the way you want to play it?

I hope he gets the clap.

When did people stop holding doors for others? I always do it. If I'm in the skywalk and the person behind me is within 5 feet, I hold the damn door. Is everyone so busy that they can't take ten seconds to wait for someone else? If I ever find out that my boys don't hold doors for people, I'll blister their behinds.

Don't EVEN get me started on when you hold the door for someone, and there's someone else coming up behind them, and THAT person just churns right through the door (with or without a "thank you"), and there's ANOTHER person that chugs through, then ANOTHER, and you're standing there like a doofus because you don't want to be rude and shut the door in someone's face. If it were me coming through the door that someone was holding, I would thank them and take over the door holding for the next person. Then that person could hold it for the next person, and so on. This happened to me when I was pregnant (getting stuck holding the door for umpteen million people passing through) and my body language was that of someone who was getting quite annoyed with it all, and people would give me a sympathetic look and still go through the door. Um, really?

Courtesy seems to be gasping its last breath in our country.