Monday, January 7, 2008


It is time to fess up. I have a problem walking.

Not a problem in so much that my legs don't work, but I cannot pay attention while walking.

It's like the second my feet hit the pavement, all of the extraneous stimuli around me goes blank and I just walk haphazardly. I run into people, I run into plants, I run into objects.

Some people have the innate ability to be courteous to their fellow pedestrians, but I wasn't born with that ability. If you veer right, so will I. If you stop to let me by, I won't even notice and trek right through you.

It hasn't really caused me any problems, but it's made me seriously aware of the fact that I do not pay attention to my surroundings (luckily I do not have this problem while driving).

For example, if people are coming out of the door to a restaurant, and I'm coming in. I'll walk right in. Whereas, other polite people wait outside and hold the door open for those leaving. I generally turn around 10 seconds later to notice the rest of my party still outside waiting patiently for others to exit.

I promise that my mother taught me manners. But apparently not the manners that help you in the mall or on a crowded sidewalk.

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