Times really were different here. That wasn't such a good thing in Maybeck's opinion. Getting pushed around wasn't something he was used to. He couldn't even talk to Charlene without someone elbowing him or giving them weird looks. Telling Charlene she could do better than 'someone like him' was how they worded it. He even got weird looks just standing around. No reason. People would hardly go near him unless it was to stomp on his foot 'accidentally'. He didn't even feel human.
Thud. Someone walked straight into his shoulder. Right as he was cursing under his breathe he glanced up to see who had bumped into him, wondering if it was a genuine accident or someone going out of there way as he was growing accustomed to.