I tend to get lucky enough to avoid most special snowflakes, but this past week I came across two..
SS #1 - The stairs.
On Tuesday afternoon I was in a horseback riding accident when my very young horse spooked at who knows what and I came off. I jammed one pelvic bone into another, strained the muscles in my upper back (across my shoulders) and bruised the left side of my neck trying to protect my head. I also hit my head and gave myself a lovely concussion. Wednesday I was at home after having gone to work, being sent to the doctor by my boss, then sent home by my doctor with instructions to schedule a head CT when the imaging center called me. In between being at the doc's office and coming home I picked up prescriptions for pain killers and a muscle relaxer. By the time the imaging center called me I had taken a muscle relaxer and two pain killers and was loopy as hell, so after scheduling the head CT I asked a friend to come and get me and drive me over there.
Now, I live on the second story. Walking in a straight line on a flat service was very painful, let alone walking up or down a flight of stairs. When I left someone else was walking toward the stairs, so I stopped and stepped to the side and told them to go ahead, while leaning heavily on the wall - it was very very obvious that I was in pain and moving slowly. I even said I was moving slowly so they would understand why I was inviting them to go ahead of me. The person insisted I go ahead because I was there first, I insisted she go, she kept insisting I go and we went back and forth a couple of times before I got annoyed and started making my way very carefully and slowly down the stairs.
I got to about the fourth step and Ms. SS behind me starts sighing. By the time I'm at the eighth step she's on the phone with someone about how I'm going so slow and don't I realize people have places to be? By the twelfth step she shoves past me, nearly knocking me over.
SS #2 - The parking spot.
We live in an apartment complex that offers limited free parking, lots of covered parking you pay for and quite a few garages you can also pay for. We have two cars and pay for one spot. My husband typically gets home before me and can snag a free spot and then I take our covered spot. This afternoon he leaves to go get lunch, taking our car that was parked in the covered spot, to ensure he had a place to park when he came back. He was gone maybe half an hour. When he came back there was a car parked in our spot. I called the courtesy officer and left a message. The courtesy officer came out, knocked on the door and as we were standing outside talking about whether or not we had seen the car before (I'm about 99% sure I have seen that here multiple times before, so sure in fact I think the person lives here), the owner of the car comes out of an apartment and goes to the car. The officer goes down the stairs and gets her attention. I stood there and listened, curious. Her reasons for parking in a spot someone ELSE is paying for? There was no where else to park (all the free spots close by were taken) and "she was only gone a minute". The officer told her if she parked in a covered spot again he'd have her towed.