So I moved to Toronto about 5 years ago now...and I still have my "country girl" naivety about me. I got off the streetcar just last week on my way to work and I wanted to go north but I spotted, from the corner of my eye, a girl (about my age) who was booting it towards me and wanting to go south. Sensing that she was about to crash into me, I stopped to let her by before going on my merry way. But just as I did that, she turned at the same time and crashed into me at full speed. So, as any polite girl from the middle of nowhere would do, I giggled a bit and said I was sorry (don't forget she bumped into me!) and she stopped, looked at me straight in the eye and I kid you not, she did one of these: "NNttth, UGH!" and kept going.
I was baffled. Being oober emotional from every other stress currently plaguing my personal life, there I was, walking north from King and John balling my eyes out. Don't get me wrong, I wouldn't normally be the type to let that sort of ignorant thing bother me but it just added to every other little thing that was going wrong in my life at that particular moment.
So I walked to work, frazzled and thinking to myself: "Man, I really hate this city and everyone in it." But that's not true...Most people I know would have been just as apologetic as I was in that situation and I just happened to be in the wrong person's way at the wrong time. But still...
That following night, I had a dream, a modest dream perhaps, of moving out of this big city...of using whatever savings I may have to move away and live in a small town and own a small century home and opening a little gallery in the front room and asking all my cats and my partner to move with me and leave everything behind that made me so stressed out in the first place. Then again...maybe I should give this city another shot before I storm out of here due to 2 little ignorant sounds made by an ignorant impolite (and probably just as stressed out) girl.