Hello fellow blogzonians. Did you miss me?
Well, I haven’t been around much, that’s because I got locked out of my blog. Yeah, for two whole months.
Big frickin’ whoopie doodles, right? Well, a lot has happened since Christmas. You missed out on so many of my brain warping whisperings.
My life is fantastic right now, but I’m still plagued by assholic, privileged shitheads…what some might refer to as customers, meandering into my workspace, making my day as miserable as they can possibly muster. Alas, at least I don’t live with them. Then I’d really want to shoot myself in the head.
I don’t understand how somebody can stand there, screaming in my face like a tantruming toddler and expect a positive outcome. It makes me want to help them even less.
One day I worked a long shift and at the end of the day I felt like I’d been hit by a baseball bat, a train and a semi carrying a large cargo of razor blades. I felt incredibly tired.
A lady walked up to the cash with a face so low she could clean the floors with her chin. I asked her if she wanted a bag, and she snapped, “NO!”
Okay, that’s fine. I guess she’s not using any magic words today.
I rang through the rest of her items and then asked her, “would you like a bag?”
Her eyeballs popped out of her sockets and her face turned as red as an inferno. “You already asked me if I wanted a bag!” she screamed loudly.
“Okay sorry I forgot, I’m tired!” Jesus…I thought she was going to grab her French bread and beat me with it.
The world is filled with crabby ass people who have no manners.