Fuckin don't get me started on bastard dawdlers. An absolute scourge. Usually coming out of a shop or train station and stopping dead in the middle of the door to gormlessly look around and at thier phone wondering what planet this is .
I get annoyed at dawdlers who seem to bust a gut to get in front of you, then dawdle in the middle of the path. They might be coming from a path to the side or a door way, see me walking with purpose step out and then dawdle.
A few weeks ago, I was doing a music thing in a building that didn't have easy access from the car park. I was walking along with a large amp in one hand, a keyboard under one arm and a guitar strapped to my back. Two fat women in their 60s got to where their path joined mine, looked at me and stepped out, elbows out, to make sure they were in front, only narrowly missing barging into me. They then went snails pace. They could have waited 2 seconds, they could have walked close to each other, they could have walked up one side of the path or they could have picked the optimal distance from both each other and the sides of the path in which to waddle, which would prevent me getting passed. Obviously they picked the latter.
And despite being able to chat to each other quite clearly, they were both completely deaf. How else would they not have even reacted to my polite "Excude me" and "can I just squeeze past, this is all very heavy". In the end I walked around them on the grass, followed by tutting comments "It's not a race". It f***ing was, my arms would have dropped off before I got there at their speed.
When I got to the building I found they were part of an annual religious conference, where they no doubt went to sing hymns about kindness, love thy neighbour, respect others and all the other admirable virtues that Christians hold dear.