Some People Really Cannot Handle ANY Criticism
It is summer 2020, the height of lockdown in the UK, and mask-wearing in public spaces is mandatory. My job is based in the City of London, and I am tasked with going to the office once a week to do all the Things that keep it ticking over and allow everyone at home to keep working. I don’t mind because there’s hardly anyone on the trains, and the streets of London are eerily quiet.
At my train station, there are two entrances/exits, one on each side of the tracks. The opposite side is accessed via a covered bridge, and there are stairs and lifts (elevators) to get up to the bridge. I am on my way home one evening and have just gotten off the train. I need the exit on the opposite side and, as I have a heavy bag with me, I decide to take the lift. The lifts are small, designed for a maximum of four people. It should be noted that I am female.
Just as the lift doors are closing, a man forces his way inside. There’s a sign outside the lift indicating that only one person at a time should use it, but the doors have closed now, so it’s too late to protest. And who reads signs, anyway? BUT as if his presence in the lift weren’t bad enough, the man is not wearing his mask.
Me: “Can you put your mask on, please?”
The man starts patting his pockets, looking for his mask.
Me: *More urgently* “Sir! Put your mask on!”
Man: *Irritated* “I’m looking for it!”
Me: “It’s under your chin!”
By now, the lift has (thankfully) reached the upper level, and the doors open. As the man turns to leave, I hear it: the perennial cry of the man who knows he’s in the wrong but can’t possibly admit it to a member of the opposite sex.
Man: “Stupid woman!”
And he walks away.