A scene in a crummy little town in Kentucky, next to a semi wreck that has closed both sides of the interstate and forced everybody to go 15 miles on a dinky little state road...
I walk into the gas station.
The lady behind the counter finishes helping the customer in front of me, then starts sorting change.
I stand there and wait patiently for her to finish.
Eventually she runs out of stuff to fiddle with. Without looking at me, in a carefully guarded tone of voice that says "I'm being as polite as possible under such trying circumstances," she says "yes?"
I get as far as "how do I--" before she interrupts and tells me how to find the detour.
Halfway through, a man walks into the store and says something like "did you mean the red light out that way?" (Obviously he was looking for the same directions.)
The lady behind the counter drops talking to me entirely as she shifts her full attention to the other guy. The directions get clarified. I stand there and listen in. The man nods and leaves.
I say "thanks." The lady completely ignores me.
I follow the man through the door. He tries to close it on me. Then he goes back to his truck without looking back.
I usually don't bother getting offended by stuff like this, because it happens so often that it's 'normal'. But in the spirit of describing what I see that other people don't, I thought I'd share.