stereotyping; never felt this terrible inside

ugggggggggggh

uuuuuuuuuuggggghhh

to be frank i got a little annoyed by the man behind me at a restaurant. it was after all supposedly a very quiet corner. while he made these gentle noises i cussed at him inside my heart. i was having a bad day anyway, i needed space.

i turned my head when i told myself i had enough.

bald hair. early 40s i guess. stout. really broad shoulders. you know, the size of person who blocks the view. i thought, typical grandpa =_=.

the moment i stood up a little to poke his back , i saw what he was actually doing. one hand with a 3g phone, with the other hand moving, communicating with another person whose hand signals and gestures seemed so slooooooooooooooow.

i felt so bad i actually apologised instead.