It’s been a while! How are we all? As ever life’s carried on with vigour and we’ve done as much as possible around the city.
Each time I post I realise that we’ve done so much and as usual, not shared with you all!
Living in a new city is quite the challenge, you’re glass eyed and bushy tailed about your new surroundings, but you know stuff will annoy you and at times things may go wrong, but it’s all part of the experience.
With that in mind, let me tell you about a little story... I got pushed.
Not once, but twice.
Now I’m a fairly laid back person, I’m no shouter, as people can testify, but I’ve never been pushed, in my whole life, quite an achievement I would say, but here in Copenhagen I’m starting to wonder if this is an alternative way to politely ask you to ‘move’.
The first time I was talking to a friend outside a restaurant, yes I admit I was on the stairs of the establishment but they were big stairs, with lots of room may I add. A lady appeared from inside, she’d left her baby outside in a pushchair (extremely common here as you’ve probably heard) and she obviously wanted to check up on her/him.
And then it happened.
Instead of simply asking me to step to one side, she pushed me. And not a slight nudge, a huge hand in my side, move out of the way push. I was really surprised, my brain didn’t know how to comprehend what had just taken place.
Was I reading to much into it? I couldn’t tell, if I was pushed in England I would probably ask someone what was happening, to be pushed felt like an insult, it’s so very personal.
I didn’t say anything, I chalked it up to a mother concerned about her child and simply wanting to check her sleeping baby.
And so I let it go, I emptied my mind of the experience and, well that’s it.
Until it happened.
I got pushed again.
New situation, new surroundings.
A girl ‘moved’ me out of the way, with her whole body weight pushing through her arm. She wanted something behind me and so instead of maybe saying ‘excuse me’, she skipped that and went straight for the kill.
And so it leaves me wondering what the formality is around excusing someone, or asking them to politely ‘shift’ out of the way.
Am I being too overly British, where as a nation we are maybe laughed at for our over the top manners? Or maybe lack of them? I don’t know, but I’d love to know what you think!