The corner seat

Lovely spot on the side,
How interesting the view,
So nice to look at everyone,
Observed by so few!

I watched her from my corner seat
As she entered through the door,
My eyes followed her judgingly,
My mind keeping the score.

"Pretty",I thought with disdain,
And then continued to stare,
I hoped she had blemishes,
All powdered up with care!

I admit to the little jolt,
As she got up for the loo,
I hadnt really noticed it,
But I had been scowling too!

As she came, to pass by me,
I never would have thought,
That I would hear her loudly sigh,
"I wish I had that spot"

Rude strangers

It was just a rude email,
I knew I needn't brood,
It wasnt worth a thought even,
Albeit a little crude.

I didnt know the guy, I thought,
Why care what he says,
But still his words hit me hard,
And lingered on for days.

I would never be so impolite,
Perhaps I am a prude!
And then there was this silly guy,
So insufferably rude!

And yet for all my politeness,
To people I hardly know,
I am guilty of haughtiness
With the ones that love me so