ibnygator:
. . . This can make for some great entertainment sitting back and watching the traffic.
. . . . I too have seen some really inconsiderate people on ascent/descent lines that seemed completely oblivious to anyone else's concerns.
This reminds of when I used to go shopping at Christmas when my nieces and nephew were young. I would suck it up go to Toy-R-Us one day. I knew that it was going to be a zoo, and I mentally prepared for it. I went in there with the mindset that "everyone in here is in a much bigger hurry than I am". It worked wonders. I stepped back and allowed people to push through. I waited for my turn, and then sometimes waited even more. I didn't let the unruly kids bother me, and I didn't let the pushy parents bother me. When I was done, I was darn glad to be out of there, but my blood pressure was not in the stratosphere.
Sometimes people on a dive boat are just like little kids, or like harried frantic parents. I have limits, but if someone really really needs to get past me, or be the first into the water, or the first up the ladder, or whatever, then usually I just let them go. No sense getting my bowels in an uproar.
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Peeve:
That said, we did have one older couple on a 2-tank trip that were really annoying. It was in Cozumel, probably one of the Palancar dives, but I am not sure. There were swimthroughs and channels etc.
They didn't necessarily want to be right behind the Guide, but by god, they could not be more than 2 people away from the Guide. If there were more than 2 people between them and the Guide, they would just run you over like Walter Payton.
I tend to be fairly laid back underwater; I am perfectly willing to follow or to allow others to stick close to the Guide. I am even willing to be the "sweep" in a group. No problem.
On these dives, I was paired with a woman (Cory) who preferred to be near the front of the group, but was not militant about it. Several times she was plowed over by the older woman when the Guide got a little ways ahead of the group. Cory was literally pressed into the sand by the little old woman on one occasion. Of course hubby could not allow anyone to get between him and his partner, so he pawed his way right over Cory also.
After a stop to gather the group and show us something, when the group started to go again, Cory offered the older couple the position right behind the Guide, and they politely declined.
After a couple twists and turns, and shuffling of the group, they found themselves behind Cory and myself. In the middle of a swimthrough, grandpa plowed right over me, and elbowed his way past Cory when grandma squeezed past Cory in a narrow passage. It was mostly comical, and we did have some laughs about it later, but there was an element of danger the way they acted.
Don't even ask me how much silt the stirred up. I thought I was going to need my powder skis on a couple of occasions!
Anyway, when I think of a pet peeve, or about bad manners, they always come to mind.
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