It is 9:45am and I am sitting in the food court of a community college campus. When I came in about an hour ago I was the only one in my corner of the "lounge" area. I have been studying for a class this coming weekend and needed to get some reading done. It was quiet for a long time. I don't expect a public place to be silent, but I do think a bit of respect toward other humans shouldn't be too much to ask.
I am writing now out of a bit of anger and I don't want to yell at anyone. I stopped reading because it became impossible to read. I had to get my headphones out and turn on music just so I could think. Within the last 20 minutes my little corner has filled with several other people, with that I have no problem. It is what they are doing in "my space" that I am struggling. One person is listening to music so loud that I can hear his music perfectly from 15 feet away and it is not coming from his computer, but out of his headphones. Another person has just sat down in the seat right next to me, pulled out his phone and started having a conversation. Honestly, I didn't want to know that you wanted that futon instead of the wooden headboard.
Maybe I'm just getting old, I don't know. Is it too much to ask for a bit of respect for me and for yourselves? Why is this bothering me so much? Anyway, we were talking about our fluency of different people's languages yesterday (I will talk more about that on my next post) and I find myself wondering if I may not be fluent in the language being spoken here today. I pray I can learn the language so that I don't cause myself more headache or anyone else any difficulty.
Have a blessed day and may you speak the language of the people around you!
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