Why do men wander about like a fart in a trance completely and totally spacially unaware.
I've lost count of the times a man has backed right into me, stepped back and right into me, forced me off the pavement because I am apparently invisible and just walked into me in the supermarket because he wasn't paying attention. It really makes me fume. Women hardly do this, they are aware of everyone around them.
Today a group of three men in their 60's were laughing and joking and heading right for me on the pavement and about one second before on of them crashed into me I yelled STOP at the top of my voice (I am completely shameless).
He was so shocked he staggered about on the kerb and fell into the road (no cars around). He looked at me astonished as if I had just teleported in front of him.
I didn't say sorry, I just went on my way.