Getting yelled at by strangers in public. (1 Viewer)

[Johnny Rock]

Going through drivers training with my daughter, they really stressed no cell phone use. Nothing gets your attention like seeing people in prison for killing others while texting. Terrible stuff so don’t do it.

Now when I pass people who are texting I look right at them and yell, “GET OFF YOUR PHONE!” Every one of them is sheepish because they know. I haven’t been shot yet, so I got that going for me...which is nice.

 

[Beef Ravioli]

You just know the yelling lady felt proud of herself after the fact. Probably told her friends all about it while playing bridge.

 

[Al O'Pecia]

Now when I pass people who are texting I look right at them and yell, “GET OFF YOUR PHONE!” 

Is this you?

 

[modogg]

Sheesh, what the hell do most  of you do to get yelled at by strangers so much? 

 

[KarmaPolice]

You just know the yelling lady felt proud of herself after the fact. Probably told her friends all about it while playing bridge.

I figure she's probably the type that took a pic and posted it on her FB page - "look at this deadbeat dad not paying attention to his kid".  

 

[Mrs. Rannous]

I figure she's probably the type that took a pic and posted it on her FB page - "look at this deadbeat dad not paying attention to his kid".  

Hence my vote for giving her the option of posting the expressive middle digit.

 

[Frostillicus]

You monster. 

 

[arctic_panzer_wolf]

The other day I was pulling right out of a parking lot and the light is right there.  Two cars were sitting there and I pulled out as far as I could.  This old lady was trying to turn left into the parking lot, but had some ginormous SUV and couldn't get past me.  So I'm sitting there for a minute or two and both of our windows are down and as soon as the light turns green she yells and calls me an effing idiot.  I said eff you old beach, get a smaller effing car.

 

[AAABatteries]

Welcome to the ignore list crazy lady!

 

[jamny]

Admittedly, I will call blatant litterers on it.

I will tell them in a very helpful tone that they dropped something.

I also let people know that their blinker seems to be broken when applicable.

 

[BoltBacker]

"Hey, why don't you put down your damn phone and have a nice walk with your kid!!? They don't live forever, you know.  That's ridiculous"   I turn around to see random lady hanging out her car window at the corner about 1/2 a block away to yell this at me.  

(shrug)

Sounds like twitter to me.

People with little knowledge and even less context desperately need their voice to be heard by complete strangers. It's the same mindset, it's just oozing offline into the real world.

 

[mr. furley]

must have been working it last night in my running gear. or the beard was glistening especially brightly in the late summer evening light.

got yelled at by two different people last night. i'd like to think they were catcalling me but i don't speak all the languages.

 

[Epic Problem]

Walking through the West Loop of Chicago, heading west on Adams towards Greek Town. I'm about a block before crossing over the Kennedy. 

I'm about 25 paces behind some guy that seemed to be creeping up behind a woman that was about 10 paces in front of him and he's gaining on her fast. Its late afternoon and oddly, for this time of day, there's not a lot of people around. I walk this area plenty so I'm used to commuters walking and this guy wasn't walking like a commuter, he was flat out following her.  The guy is short, stocky easily in his 50s. Not something that you'd normally view as a threat, but everything he was doing suggested that he was. I thought for sure that he was going to snatch her purse or something, so I'm paying pretty close attention and ready to intervene if needed. 

All of a sudden, the guy peels off and walks up the stairs of one of the houses and just stops there. At no time did he look behind himself and see me, nor did I engage him in a way that would have let him know I was there. So he seemed to stop on his own. 

As I pass him, I don't even give him a glance, I just go about my business and keep walking to my destination.

all of a sudden I hear

"I SEE YOU, MIDDLE AGED MAN!!!!, WITH YOUR SUNGLASSES AND YOUR JACKET AND YOUR BACKPACK. DON'T THINK THAT I DON'T SEE YOU!"

I assess myself

Middle aged, sadly true

sunglasses, check

jacket, check

backpack, check

So he's obviously talking to me, but I turn around and ask him if he is. 

YEAH I'M TALKING TO YOU, MIDDLE AGED MAN!

My response.

Look buddy, I don't mind being called middle aged, but coming from your old ###, there better be a complimentary tone in your voice next time

 

[NeverEnough]

I get yelled at all the time when driving my cars by idiots telling me to slow down. Just b/c something is loud does not mean it is going 3,000,000 mph

 

[Mrs. Rannous]

Walking through the West Loop of Chicago, heading west on Adams towards Greek Town. I'm about a block before crossing over the Kennedy. 

I'm about 25 paces behind some guy that seemed to be creeping up behind a woman that was about 10 paces in front of him and he's gaining on her fast. Its late afternoon and oddly, for this time of day, there's not a lot of people around. I walk this area plenty so I'm used to commuters walking and this guy wasn't walking like a commuter, he was flat out following her.  The guy is short, stocky easily in his 50s. Not something that you'd normally view as a threat, but everything he was doing suggested that he was. I thought for sure that he was going to snatch her purse or something, so I'm paying pretty close attention and ready to intervene if needed. 

All of a sudden, the guy peels off and walks up the stairs of one of the houses and just stops there. At no time did he look behind himself and see me, nor did I engage him in a way that would have let him know I was there. So he seemed to stop on his own. 

As I pass him, I don't even give him a glance, I just go about my business and keep walking to my destination.

all of a sudden I hear

"I SEE YOU, MIDDLE AGED MAN!!!!, WITH YOUR SUNGLASSES AND YOUR JACKET AND YOUR BACKPACK. DON'T THINK THAT I DON'T SEE YOU!"

I assess myself

Middle aged, sadly true

sunglasses, check

jacket, check

backpack, check

So he's obviously talking to me, but I turn around and ask him if he is. 

YEAH I'M TALKING TO YOU, MIDDLE AGED MAN!

My response.

Look buddy, I don't mind being called middle aged, but coming from your old ###, there better be a complimentary tone in your voice next time

Ah, Chicago.  The memories.

 

[Captain Cranks]

I like that she felt 'making the most of the beautiful day' meant yelling at strangers.  She's obviously exceptional at life and her advice should be cherished.  

 

[Hov34]

I'm too afraid of getting shot to have a negative interaction with any stranger, so I just keep my ####in' mouth shut.  But in my brain I really give em the business.

 

[Bob Loblaw]

Maybe she thought you were someone else, like a friend or acquaintance, and thought she was bustin' balls.

 

[sbonomo]

Drove 6 hours from Phx to so cal with wifey and dog in tow.  Hit Pasadena around 845 and decide to stop for dinner. We decide to go inside so we can have a break (Mexican food place). By the time I got a beer and a menu a lady was ranting and raving about this poor dog locked in a car outside (the sun was down and had been for a while and it was 60 degrees outside).  The manager was really cool about it as he asked if anyone owned the car.  Rather than yell back at the lady I went back and got the dog (65 lbs labradoodle), complete with service vest, and sat near her (if the mellennials can do it why can’t I).  I have no idea why she thought the dog was in danger but whatever.  Manager gave me a free beer for my trouble.  People need to mind their own business sometimes.

 

[sports_fan]

Probably brought on by something that happened to that lady in the past that you don't want to know about.