And I don't even mean the car smushing assholes.
I mean strangers that lack the common decency to offer a wave of thanks when you kindly let them in front of you in your car or to hold the door as you're leaving your gym with all three children.
Nope. Apparently it's too much to ask. Who am I to assume that a big dude and his elementary-aged son can't wait two seconds while I usher my herd of children - two behind me and one in my arms - out while one or both of them politely prop the door open with all their free limbs?
Instead they walked right in, usurping my right of way, and let the door close right in our faces.
And based on what I see, I'm not at all surprised.
During my pre-Blogher eyebrow wax, my esthetician and I were discussing how people can't seem to find the time to send thank you notes, emails, hell, even a freaking two second phone call to say "hey, I got that nice thing you sent me!"
Now don't get me wrong. I've definitely forgotten to send a thank-you note and I'm a terrible RSVP-er. But I really do my best to acknowledge if a gift was sent, even if it's with a quick email and phone call.
I get that people are busy and invested in their own lives and families. I've been a victim myself, so wrapped up in wrangling kids that I sometimes have no clue what's going on around me. And I don't even have a blue tooth stuck in my ear and a phone glued to my hand.
It bothers me that we're often so plugged into our own lives that we can't step back for a moment and reach out to others around us - to actually tune in, if only for a moment, to what's going on.
But regardless of how far my head has been up my ass, you can bet that I'd hold a door for a mom, even if I had all of my own kids in my arms.