I had what should have been a lovely walk in the park and zoo today. It was a beautiful day. And then I encountered a man with two small children, maybe four or five years old. He saw a bug on the sidewalk and sat loudly to the kids, “Oh, look, there’s a bug. Let’s step on it and pretend it is [a certain politician – I’m leaving out the name because this isn’t about politics].” All I could think was: Great — another jerk teaching hatred and violence to small children (who have no concept of politics), yeah, just what we need more of in this world. Not to mention the bug had a perfect right to be there and live its life.
Then, walking home, a woman ignored the cement truck and the orange traffic cones across the sidewalk and walked several steps straight into wet concrete, despite the guy kneeling there with a long board smoothing the surface, so obviously it was still wet. Instead of apologizing profusely, she went nuts, ranting at him and then to someone on the phone about how her shoes were ruined and it was all the guy’s fault and what she was going to do about it. Totally nuts.
A lovely walk ruined by people, for whom I have just about given up hope.
They are cute like baby cockroaches and baby rats are cute.
I hope the same doesn’t happen to you as happened here. About 12 years ago, we had a few. Now we have many, many hundreds, if not a thousand. They are incredibly destructive. They eat the grass down to the roots and kill it, so the lawns are now all weeds. The walkways in the park are covered with goose droppings — each adult produces about a pound of droppings a day. They had to deepen a pond here because the geese droppings were fouling the shallow water so badly, killing or chasing away other wildlife. Massive herds of them block the streets and the sidewalks.
There are signs everywhere begging people not to feed them, warning them of all of the above, but people think they’re “cute” and ignore the signs.
I had what should have been a lovely walk in the park and zoo today. It was a beautiful day. And then I encountered a man with two small children, maybe four or five years old. He saw a bug on the sidewalk and sat loudly to the kids, “Oh, look, there’s a bug. Let’s step on it and pretend it is [a certain politician – I’m leaving out the name because this isn’t about politics].” All I could think was: Great — another jerk teaching hatred and violence to small children (who have no concept of politics), yeah, just what we need more of in this world. Not to mention the bug had a perfect right to be there and live its life.
Then, walking home, a woman ignored the cement truck and the orange traffic cones across the sidewalk and walked several steps straight into wet concrete, despite the guy kneeling there with a long board smoothing the surface, so obviously it was still wet. Instead of apologizing profusely, she went nuts, ranting at him and then to someone on the phone about how her shoes were ruined and it was all the guy’s fault and what she was going to do about it. Totally nuts.
A lovely walk ruined by people, for whom I have just about given up hope.