I was a bit startled. She is not a woman that I interact with. As a matter of fact, I avoid her. She's a gossip. Moreover, she's a malicious gossip. She knows everyone, and her mind is a file of data on all of them. She's got the kind of mind that connects people, and her favorite tactic is to talk about mutual acquaintances within earshot of you. She is waiting for you to join in the conversation, all the better to collect more information. Her son works on the ambulance crew, and the woman is a walking, talking HIPPAA violation, spewing personal information and names. She also catastrophizes everything. There is nothing so bad that she can't turn it into something worse. More often than not, it not even true.
Those kind of people? I stay the heck away from them. I know that she'll talk non-stop, her sly little eyes darting left and right as she talks about people.
Yet here we were. "Thank you, Debby."
I stopped in my tracks and looked at her.
She made a prompting motion "You're WELCOME?", staring at me, making it clear that I was extraordinarily rude.
"What did I do?" I asked her.
"You're a veteran, right? And it's veteran's day, right? So happy veteran's day!"
"Thanks," I said,
Nothing says gratitude like someone trying to make you feel like the bad guy.
I always wonder what makes a person be like that?