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Men, yelling at me.

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BuntyVisitsTheMoon · 24/11/2024 11:52

I mention this because at the end of a very long and painful break up with DH, and after years of isolation working from home and not getting out much further than for shopping, I have taken a month to travel alone to visit various lovely parts of the UK.

And it's been great, absolutely liberating and I have met a lot of lovely people - except for this one particular thing. On more than a few occasions when outdoors, in populated areas or on public transport, someone has shouted at me either quite aggressively or in a humiliating manner.
Yesterday's example involved me momentarily holding onto a rail on a bus before realising I needed to step back for safety. In doing so the driver yelled at the top of his lungs at me, called me 'utterly stupid' and 'absolutely bloody ridiculous' and basically humiliated me in front of a bus load of people.
I would not have minded him raising a concern but the tone and volume was most definitely excessive. Meaning, it's how he did it, now what he did, exactly.

A few days previous in a different area of the country, on a small train platform, I had wandered into the ticket office to enquire about a delayed train. A few people were sat about with luggage, and we were all dripping from the rain.
No one was behind the counter so I sat down for a moment on a bench when a member of staff came out of a closed room. I stood up and began "excuse me, will anyone be opening the ticket office..." when he cut me off abruptly, yelling quite close to my face that it wasn't his problem.

Yes, people have a bad day. I get it. People are unhappy. Whatever. But in each case (and those 2 are the most memorable, others less so) it felt really unnecessary and over the top. I handled them all well with nothing more than a disgusted stare, lol, but I wasn't going to chip in and start arguing out there on my own, mostly after dark (5-6pm ish), with people a lot bigger than me.

People aren't usually rude to me as far as I am aware. And on a shallow level I present well and am friendly. Could just be a strip of crappy luck, but in each case I did notice that it was a man of middle age in an public space where they made sure everyone surrounding us would hear them.

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