i have a gas station bf. always places his hand on his heart and does that slight bow as he says asalaamalaikum. always smiles that winning extra. always asks if i'll pay by card knowing full well that i will. always plays an apologetic role when the card takes a while. always sincerely thanks me once i've paid. always so polite. but that's not what this is all about. it's about forgetting to be kind. when i'm in a hurry i'm rarely kind. i don't make eye contact. i even avoid smiling because it tends to be encouraging. and it really makes me angry when men here pretend not to hear correctly or understand what is said so that they can talk or look that lingering look longer. i'm just so angry. it must be that rock music.