Hi, I'm Louise, and I write things.
Welcome to the snake's den!
So this afternoon I was walking in town trying to get to the bookstore the Boyfriend & I were supposed to meet up and I was carrying a very very heavy bag of things I’d just bought.
And that guy in a wheelchair who was coming in the opposite direction (he was 40ish, had black dirty hair and was dressed in what looked like pyjamas * ) started making “eh! eh!” noises that were apparently meant to attract my attention and when I ignored him he proceeded to wheel himself in front of me, blocking my way, all the time yelling “eh, eh madame”.
"C’est quoi le problème?" I answered very VERY aggressively before stepping aside to walk around him and his wheelchair and he reversed, bumped into my leg, almost making me fall over, and said "eh t’es jolie, donne moi ton numéro et je te laisse passer" (give me your phone number and i’ll let you walk past me).
I swear that wheelchair or not, disabled guy or not, I felt an urge to hurl my heavy as hell bag of shopping into his face but i took a deep breath, stepped off the pavement onto the street (without looking if a car was coming, fortunately there wasn’t) and telling him “allez casse-toi, va, tu m’énerves.”
I’m just SO DONE with people.
* Since the first question girls are asked is “what were you wearing to provoke it” and they’re required to thoroughly describe their clothes, hair and makeup, i’ve decided to reverse it and describe the men involved instead.
my personality varies from unbearably clingy to disturbingly distant and there is no inbetween
I love when people randomly follow me because I assume they’ve just seen something I said and went “ah yes. This nerd seems particularly strange. Let’s see what else it does”