Remember The Time?

No this is not an esoteric reference to the Michael Jackson song....IT'S A COMPLETELY PROSAIC REFERENCE!! ENGLISH GRAMMAR FUN!!!

I'm about to blow a gasket on the next asshole who unloads on me for absolutely no reason at work. Just so we've set the ground rules, I'm not the fucking boss. When you come up to me complaining about waiting in line and how we "always have problems" you are fucking lying. This is a fact because you keep coming back to this place with the same complaints over and over. Secondly when you say to me in a matter of fact voice but also in a distinct tone that indicates that while you want me to hear what you're saying, you are in fact saying this in a rhetorical fashion it does you no good and it means nothing to me. "You should hire more people" means nothing to me for two reasons.

1. I CAN'T FUCKING HIRE ANYONE OR ELSE I WOULD HIRE 20 MORE PEOPLE SO I WOULDN'T HAVE TO WORK.

2. You don't care about my response anyways so fuck you.

When I told the customer that "we're actually short staffed today because a person called in sick and another is on vacation" you met me with your empty stare. OHHHH, I GAVE A LEGITIMATE ANSWER FOR YOUR WAIT TIME AND NOW YOU ARE PUZZLED.....FUCKKKKKKKKKKKKKKK. Seriously, go die.

The other best part of my day was when I was being condescendingly scolded for not knowing what someone was talking about when she immediately started blabbing on the phone giving me no context as to what she was talking about. I don't call up Pizza Hut and immediately being ranting about the need for a finer chopped onion like I'm in the middle of a conversation that has been on going for the last 20 minutes. And if any of you want proof of how stupid rich and removed from reality the hyper rich are, when I asked this woman how she was going to get these forms to ME at my place of WORK when she herself had no intention of bringing them to me she matter of factly told me that HER DRIVER would drop them off as HE always DOES.

OHHHHHH OF COURSE!!! I am so STUPID for assuming that she would actually move. She has her driver do it?!?! Seriously. What percentage of people in the United States right now have a "driver?" I'd say under 2 percent.

Remember the time I wanted to kill myself every day I wake up and have to go in to work?

To Quote Susan Powter, "STOPPPP THE INSANITY!!!"