Petty problem

Yeah, this isn't even worth thinking about, and I'll have forgotten it by the morning, but God this guy was such a little prick...

Set up: Oh, like 2 months ago, I was in a yoga class, and at one point the instructor asked us to do a particular pose with the assistance of a partner. The 2nd person was supposed to be there to help keep the first persons shoulders on the floor, so they could get an idea of what they were supposed to be feeling.

So, we're all doing this with each other, taking turns, and I notice this guy is all by himself. I asked him "Would you like me to be your shoulder holder downer?" He said "ok, sure" (it would have been quite acceptable to have said no, people do that all the time. there's no pressure to do something you don't want to, plus some people have boundaries.)

Anyway, he said ok with no hesitation, so I'm like "cool"

As soon as I applied my hands (gently) to his shoulders, with the minimum needed pressure, he said "oh, no, that's enough, stop" so of course I did, no problem.
Then he said, in a louder than the soft voice people usually using to address someone in yoga class, if at all "I'm delicate, and you're too rough, and you hurt me"

For an instant, I thought he was kidding, but no, he was apparantly serious.


um...sorry.
After class, someone I know came up to me and asked "Did I hear that guy actually say he was delicate and you hurt him?"

Anyway, I'd totally forgotten about it, until tonight.

I was feeling really lazy tonight, but wanted to go to yoga, so I went to a deep relaxation class, which is basically lying flat on your back for an hour (Man, this yoga stuff is Hard) while the teach reads something, taking you through a guided relaxation.
That class is in a small room, and there were about a dozen people, who all had to make room for each other and our desires to put one arm out at an angle if that's the only way to be comfortable, etc.
It's like, we're all going to take a nice group nap, so let's be good nappers and make space for everyone. It's cozy and nice. I was the 2nd to last person to get there, so had to finagle a spot. The the last person came in and we all had to readjust a few inches to give her a few feet to call her own.

We went around the room introducing ourselves, and to say if we had any physical problems that day. I hadn't really looked around, and when the guy next to me spoke I looked at him, while he was telling the teacher that "since I've started doing yoga, I developed the slighted case of tintinitis, so don't think him rude since he had these white noise buds in his ears."

It was Mr. Delicate.

Hey, I was cool with that, I figured I just wouldn't wrestle him to the ground after class.
He had no problem hearing with his ear buds in, it seemed, when the teacher answered him in a soft voice, and went on to the next person.
I looked at him, leaned closer and said softly "I had tintinitus at one point, it's really maddening isn'....."

"I can't Hear you." Again, in this louder than soft voice, and indicated his ear buds, while giving me this really snarky smile like "why would you ever think I could hear you with the white noise going on in my head?"

I just said "oh", and turned my head back toward the front. But at the same time, the person on the other side of me said (I swear, this is more conversation during yoga class I have ever heard) Well, if you can't hear her, how are you going to listen to what the teacher is saying to do?

Without thinking, I warm to the subject...

"yeah, how?"

hmmm....he heard both of us....

"oh....I'd...I'm going to turn the volume down. She just caught me off guard....

Yeah, I'm like a crouching 3 toed sloth, waiting to flatulate into action.

anyway, we all lie down, get all comfy. I've got my arms closer to my body than normal, out of consideration to others, when it starts.

touch...............twitch, touch...........move hand slighty, touch, twitch......

You know what?
When you're lying in a darkened quiet room, with no sensory input, mind turned inwards, someone repeatedly touching the side of your hand with theirs is a very, very noticable sensation. You obviously know if you're doing it, flesh to flesh.

My first intinct was just to shove my whole body a couple of inches away, but I someone knew that wouldn't end it.
I then thought, "ok, just like an itch, I'll just take my mind away from it"

.....twitch....touch......move.....

So, I do what, in the situation, seemed really ballsy to me. I slide my hand over, picked his hand up, and moved it away from mine. In that quiet situation, it's the same as slapping someone hand off your knee, or boob. It's a definate statement.

mother.....******....he moves the hand right back......twitch....twitch....

Finally, I half sit up and say "all right, I give up, and shove over" The teacher, who hadn't started yet, said "Are you all right chai?" Everyone knows me, big surprise.

"Well, I am now"

Anyway, I know this guys game, it's not about me, he's just a prick. If, afterwards he said something to me, I would have calmly told him I would totally jump his **** if he ever looked at me again, and just walked away.

There, my petty emotions are gone already.

But, why do people have to be like that?