The postman has just rung the doorbell to deliver a parcel and I was a bit slow answering the door, although only a couple of minutes: I am not quick on my pins at the moment, as I'm recovering from a fractured ankle, and need to put on leg brace and hobble to door on crutches.
When I opened the door, the postman was already on his way to leave the parcel next door, and I called to him and apologised- he stood still and held the parcel out to me.
I was just a few yards away from him, but at the top of steep steps, and I asked him to walk to me as I struggle with the steps.
He did so, but did not speak or make eye contact with me, and was tutting and shaking his head.
I came inside and felt like crying.
I know I am probably feeling particularly vulnerable just now, but a pleasant word and a smile would have cost him nothing.
I wouldn't dream of being so unpleasant to someone, and don't understand why people can't just be kind.