A couple of days ago, I was sitting in the jacuzzi at my gym, when a woman on the other side crossed over and was about to walk into me. “Look out,” I said, “You’re about to walk into me.”
The woman paused, looked at me, and proceeded on her collision course. What. The fuck. I curled up into a ball and scooted sideways, to avoid getting banged into. That in itself caused pain in my shoulder and knee.
It was a no-win situation. Once someone takes it upon herself or himself to be careless with my body space, all I can do is damage control. I’m proud of myself that I used my voice, though — instead of going mute, in a stupor of disbelief, as has happened before. I hope there is not a next time, but if there is, I plan on causing a commotion.