Tomorrow there is the first day of Spring. Today we have got the international day of happiness.

Happy – Pharrell Williams – Happy (We Are Europe) by W24

We love the city we live in. It is truly great to walk streets one likes so much, to admire its city scapes, to talk to people, to enter a local shop and exchange a word with a shopkeeper. All these activities make life much more agreeable, however this may happen that my opinion are not as obvious as they may seam… I’ll tell you a little story.

It was a Sunday afternoon, with the rain drizzling and hardly anybody in the street. I took my dog to the neighbourhood park, which we like walking in very much, its temporary emptiness adding to its values. When walking rain nearly stopped, we made a full circle and started coming back, I decided to make some errands in the shop over the corner. Shopkeeper smiling as usual made me laugh on some small story, juicy pears in my bag weighted in a promising way. I had already seen smiles on faces of my daughters when I would make them this small Sunday afternoon pleasure…

And then it happened again. This is just incredible how people are frustrated nowadays. I have no idea what is behind but this happens more and more often that someone starts talking to you and reprimands you on something either inexistent or absolutely unimportant. This is as if they wanted to open a valve and let some tension out. Some seem to have everything and still the stress is so great that they cannot constrain themselves from saying some impolite words to a total stranger. The easiest to someone who seams defenceless: to a child, to a woman, etc.

As myself I just answer these criteria, this sort of situations happen to me quite often. Usually the attackers are older man, usually well upholstered , probably fathers of a family, with expensive clothes and car. As a slim woman, who moves around walking or biking, I do not have these outside attributes of power, and I seam an easy prey for such aggressive men.

It has just happened today that a guy like this reprimanded me that I left my dog in front of a shop for a minute when doing some errands. Masza the dog is a kind of wonderfully calm and nonaggressive creature which would not ever  harm a fly. She maybe looked sort of dangerous when younger but these impressions dissolved long time ago, and now with her nearly grey muzzle one must really try hard to see any danger in her. So a fatty “macho man” just reprimanded me that I should not leave my “dangerous” canine unattended like this, and walked to his newest Honda, blinking lights when he approached. And left, leaving me and my smiling dog behind. I do wish people like that to be less frustrated.

However this was not the only time when such strange situations happened to me, on another occasion a driver, also a sturdy one and good looking, tried to down me of my bike. Just stopped me on the red light, got me down of my vehicle and started dragging towards the pavement. He maintained that I had allegedly hit his car.. He calmed down after an intervention of few passer-byes who showed him that there is no the slightest trace of any hit on his car’s door. The only thing I could do was to cry out loud, which I obviously did screaming and trying to defend myself.

I just wonder what is wrong with these people. Why they cannot be just happy and smiling? Why actually they cannot just say nice things to others? What are the reasons for this overwhelming frustration? Is this a pace of life? Stress levels which are too huge and they cannot stand them?