I think today is National Ennui Day. The morons have been out in droves.
Two people today try to harass me over my skin. The first one was some guy who tried to hit on me. His opening line was “is that psoriasis on your arms? Because I know of something to help mine.” I quickly shut him down by telling him that if he “wants to approach a stranger try complimenting them on their hair or their clothes.”
He then apologized. I said “let's start over. how are you today?” and introduced myself. After he told me his name I left.
Then some person I usually don't have trouble with that I see on the bus a lot said “how are you, not to be rude but what is on your arms?”
I said to her that “I wish people would stop asking me that, and yes — it is rude,” then I walked away.
Last night one woman was cussing another woman out at the dollar store. I put down my things and left. I felt bad for the Jimmy John's clerk, she said a lot of people came in from out of town and they've been mean to her. It's been one of those days.