Oh Do Feck Off.

[Smellslikecatspee]

In taxi this am on the way to the Chiropractor (I've hurt my hip, again).
Am normally happy to chat to taxi drivers etc, but this guy
After the 'Oh what have you done to yourself?' I fell and hurt my hip.

The following, it could have only been 10-15 minutes, but felt like hours was spent with him telling me that it wasn't my hip it was sciatica, he could tell from the way I was walking.
And I didn't want to be seeing a Chiropractor, I should be having hot baths and Deep Heat and I was wasting money.

Anytime I opened my mouth he talked over me. I pointed out it was my hip and an inflammation requires cold therapy not heat.

But God he irritated me. I know I should have done the smile and nod; normally, when I get someone like this I do the smile and nod but grrrrrrr.

If it had been done in a 'oh I've been in your position and this helped me maybe you want to try it?' I would have been fine. I mean I know lots of people don't rate Chiropractors but it works for me.
I'm not going tell people that's what you HAVE to do. I, if asked would say well it worked for me.

Anyway as we arrived at the clinic I asked him what had worked for his sciatica, my politeness kicking in again.

Turns out the fecker never had sciatica, but his mate did. So me a qualified Nurse, and it being my body, having been seen by a GP, a Radiologist, an Orthopaedic Consultant and a Chiropractor were all wrong and he knew better.

Now I know a lot of people would read this and go, so what; how is this feminist issue? He was just an arse.

Well other than his totally patronising attitude it was his parting comment, after I'd paid.

You girls, you just look for things to throw money at, your poor husband!

I admit I did stand there going

I've finally got to a point where I can laugh slightly but only at the 'Girl' bit. I'm 39, I reckon he was in his 20s. Dickhead.

And I'm not married

And I pay for my own treatment (well actually my job related insurance does but you know what I mean)

[fuzzpig]

Gosh. What a twat.

Sorry about your hip BTW, hope it eases up soon.

I don't get taxis often but I got one yesterday to a work meeting. I have CFS/ME and my god the talking hurt my ears and head so much, but I didn't have the strength to say so. I wouldn't have minded so much, but he was practically reciting the daily mail, it was all immigrants this and benefits that. Sigh.

[greenhill]

Hope your hip feels better.

Mansplaining and an insult thrown in for good measure. Sigh.

[Smellslikecatspee]

Thanks, all we really needed was a bit of racism to hit the jackpot!

[Lessthanaballpark]

Smellslike, whenever I get mansplained I like to listen to Sara Bareilles King of Anything. A bit poppy but cheers me right up.

[TheDoctrineOfSnatch]

Sorry that your day involved such a dickhead.

[SatsukiKusukabe]

eurgh

[rosabud]

At least it was a taxi driver and not a member of your family. Sigh.

[AwkwardSquad]

Lessthan, I enjoyed that, thank you :)

[TheRealFellatio]

I had to listen to a painter and decorator who was in my house for about a month come out with fascinating shit like that. I felt ready to shoot him by the end. I should have sacked him really, but it became like a sort of weird hobby, just smiling and nodding and thinking 'TWAT' and waiting to see how bad it could get before I had to put his paint kettle over his head. Plus it gave me something funny to tell my friends.

Although what he had to say about women was nothing compared to what he had to say about gay and black people. Most enlightening.

By the way RAPEseed if you are coming on here just to get a reaction over your name then the least you could do is think of something useful to say while you are at it.

[TheRealFellatio]

Oh good, I'm delighted. The quicker you die the better as far as I'm concerned.

[Smellslikecatspee]

Bloody hell what did I miss????

[TheRealFellatio]

It wasn't as bad as it sounds - honestly.