Waited to be assigned a locker today; the line was about an hour long. At one point, I formed the right end of a two-person wide gap where people could pass thru the line. I hardly noticed them walk by. Then, I became the left end and all havoc let loose.
People whizzed by me so I could feel their wind. They almost touched me every time. It's not that they considered me an object, but an obstacle. They didn't de-humanize me, but I was marginalized. It would have been easy to walk thru the gap without disturbance, and to be treated as a hindrance to their progress, I felt less than an object.
I don't blame them. I just realized, for the first time, my own brutality towards the people I meet but never know. They should demand no less respect than my friends and my acquantainces.
At least for today, I pardoned myself upon intrusion.
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