At some point, this work day got away from me. One moment I was getting coffee at work, talking to the cafe girls, and clocking in. And then the next moment I was setting the alarm and locking the door.
My question to the public is two-fold. 1) What the hell is wrong with you? And 2) If there is legitimately something wrong with you, shouldn't you be somewhere on heavy medication and not reigning terror on poor nerdy, bookish, snuggie-wearing, spinster, booksellers? (Okay, I realize I could have just said "reigning terror on me?" As the nerdy, bookish, spinster, snuggie stuff is just assumed).
It was a very busy Tuesday night. At one point, as a woman was telling me she just drove "All the way from Portland" to get a bargain book for $5.99, that she was going to use a coupon to purchase, and was very angry the book was not being held for her, I almost reached across the counter and grabbed her by the lapel and said "Listen up lady, I'm only going to say this once. It's a fucking book. Pull your head out of your stuck-up ass and realize that the world is not going to stop spinning because you couldn't get a Wee Sing the Alphabet book for less than it cost you to drive here. And news flash, this is southwest Portland. you are not in the bowels of the earth." Instead I said, "Do you want a bag? Well have a nice day!"
And while I'm asking questions of the universe, how is it already June 16? My birthday is in 3 months! One day you're a toddler, farting in the sandbox, and the next you are 30.
When I see children being little jerks, I want to say "Listen Kid, you and me need to have a little talk. I realize you are totally in a moment here where you can't see past your next bowl of mac 'n cheese, but one day you are going to wake up and you are going to regret not being a better person."
I'm pretty sure that moment is coming in 3 months for me.
I also think it is better that I keep all my thoughts to myself.
Modern America is all about getting something for nothing. We, as a people, have a scorching sense of entitlement. Perhaps we've always had this a little bit, but I think Bush Junior helped us all realize that if we don't get what we want for free you just stomp your little hoof, pout and cause a scene in general until someone gives it to you (see 2000 Presidential Election).
ReplyDeleteAlso, dealing with the general public is horrible and should be avoided at all costs.