People Are Assholes: Part 4659073636220
Nov. 7th, 2006 04:49 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
trinityvixenSo, with my day off, I decided to do some birthday gift shopping and to pick up some embroidery floss while I was out. I came home for a few hours to vote and steal the car for these purposes, and promptly discovered, yet again, that everyone is an asshole (Yes, me too).
For starters, I know I don't drive often so I probably can't talk, BUT GOOD LORD, NO ONE KNOWS HOW TO DRIVE. This is BASIC stuff that drivers don't know how to do. I'm talking about looking both ways when you turn left onto a road. A Verizon truck guy nearly pulled out in front of me doing just that. He looked right not to his left where I was coming from. Jackass. Then there're all the people running lights (this is why I am an asshole--I did that, oops) or braking every ten feet.
The serial braker was an old guy who was clearly lost, and that's the next part of why people are assholes: OLD PEOPLE ARE ASSHOLES. I know that the government is slowly making you starve and cutting funding to just about any program you like, but really, old people? STOP BEING ASSHOLES. I get in line at the craft store (another thing that is assholey: lines that don't move because I'm in them) and am already subject to one lady whining about some candy she was buying her idiot grandchild. She's being told something isn't on sale until next week. I hope they didn't mean the candy. She does the stony face thing where she doesn't respond to what the cashier says, so it's like "Uh, do you still want this if it's not on sale, or are you just an ASSHOLE and going to make us all wait and register that you're upset at something NOT BEING ON SALE when it's FIVE DOLLARS ANYWAY?" She eventually, sighing, pulls money out to buy whatever the fuck it was. After her, there's an old guy with a set of clay crafting tools. He has one item, and I think I'm in the clear.
GUESS A-FUCKING-GAIN, ME! It's on sale, his item. What's wrong with that? Well, duh, he doesn't want it to be on sale because he is an Old, and the Olds like to use their coupons. He wants to use his coupon. The poor sales clerk tries to explain that he can't use his 40% off coupon on a sale item. They just don't do it. It rings up with the sale discount, too, so she can't even tell him what the full price would be and if that would be less on sale than with the coupon. He DEMANDS she call "someone" because "I want to speak to them" and finally steps aside. She makes the call while trying to ring me up (I was pissed at the Old, but I would have waited just to have him get told off twice). He's making comments the entire time and being unpleasant about this whole thing THAT IS HIS FAULT and being UNHELPFUL by implying that he knows better than she what it costs despite the fact it is not labelled with a sticker that gives it's not-on-sale price (I think it ended up being $20 not on sale, and $15 on sale, SO IT WAS OM-FUCKING-G THREE DOLLARS MORE WITHOUT HIS GODDAMNED CLIPPED COUPON). The clerk is giving me terrible rolling eyes, and I tried to extend my sympathies--I used to work retail, so I know that, no matter what, it's YOUR fault they can't have everything they want FOR FREE.
I finally got out of there (I WANTED FOUR DOLLARS WORTH OF STUFF, AND I HAD TO PUT UP WITH THIS SHIT), only to discover that people hadn't really been looking me in the eye because I had toothpaste all over the underside of my nose. Fantastic.
For starters, I know I don't drive often so I probably can't talk, BUT GOOD LORD, NO ONE KNOWS HOW TO DRIVE. This is BASIC stuff that drivers don't know how to do. I'm talking about looking both ways when you turn left onto a road. A Verizon truck guy nearly pulled out in front of me doing just that. He looked right not to his left where I was coming from. Jackass. Then there're all the people running lights (this is why I am an asshole--I did that, oops) or braking every ten feet.
The serial braker was an old guy who was clearly lost, and that's the next part of why people are assholes: OLD PEOPLE ARE ASSHOLES. I know that the government is slowly making you starve and cutting funding to just about any program you like, but really, old people? STOP BEING ASSHOLES. I get in line at the craft store (another thing that is assholey: lines that don't move because I'm in them) and am already subject to one lady whining about some candy she was buying her idiot grandchild. She's being told something isn't on sale until next week. I hope they didn't mean the candy. She does the stony face thing where she doesn't respond to what the cashier says, so it's like "Uh, do you still want this if it's not on sale, or are you just an ASSHOLE and going to make us all wait and register that you're upset at something NOT BEING ON SALE when it's FIVE DOLLARS ANYWAY?" She eventually, sighing, pulls money out to buy whatever the fuck it was. After her, there's an old guy with a set of clay crafting tools. He has one item, and I think I'm in the clear.
GUESS A-FUCKING-GAIN, ME! It's on sale, his item. What's wrong with that? Well, duh, he doesn't want it to be on sale because he is an Old, and the Olds like to use their coupons. He wants to use his coupon. The poor sales clerk tries to explain that he can't use his 40% off coupon on a sale item. They just don't do it. It rings up with the sale discount, too, so she can't even tell him what the full price would be and if that would be less on sale than with the coupon. He DEMANDS she call "someone" because "I want to speak to them" and finally steps aside. She makes the call while trying to ring me up (I was pissed at the Old, but I would have waited just to have him get told off twice). He's making comments the entire time and being unpleasant about this whole thing THAT IS HIS FAULT and being UNHELPFUL by implying that he knows better than she what it costs despite the fact it is not labelled with a sticker that gives it's not-on-sale price (I think it ended up being $20 not on sale, and $15 on sale, SO IT WAS OM-FUCKING-G THREE DOLLARS MORE WITHOUT HIS GODDAMNED CLIPPED COUPON). The clerk is giving me terrible rolling eyes, and I tried to extend my sympathies--I used to work retail, so I know that, no matter what, it's YOUR fault they can't have everything they want FOR FREE.
I finally got out of there (I WANTED FOUR DOLLARS WORTH OF STUFF, AND I HAD TO PUT UP WITH THIS SHIT), only to discover that people hadn't really been looking me in the eye because I had toothpaste all over the underside of my nose. Fantastic.
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Date: 2006-11-07 10:10 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-11-07 10:16 pm (UTC)1) Pocketing the late fees/inflicting late fees willfully. Because, you know, no self-respecting customer would EVER return a tape later than he/she claimed.
2) Overcharging them for the candy. As in "You charged me $0.50 for the individual packets, and I am not as cool with that as I was when I picked up forty of them FROM THE CLEARLY PRICE-LABELLED RACK. Please only charge me the $0.02 they're worth."
3) Not putting movies in circulation. This was a tad more fair because the employees were allowed to rent new rentals the friday before they officially came out (movies come out on Tuesdays, so before they were entered into the store's rental registry, we were allowed to watch them at home). However, it's ILLEGAL to give them to the public ahead of the release date. This was my fault.
4) Never having Scarface in. Because it's my fault some hairy, fat fuck wanted it every weekend to torture his impatient, bony, uninterested girlfriend with. I have never seen the movie, and I never will out of spite at this point.
5) Not telling customers the policy on rentals--like, you know you have to return them, right? I told them how long they could have them (two days), when they were due back (noon on the date two days after they were talking to me, and I gave them the day of the week AND the date), what the penalty would be (it would be re-rented to them for another rental period if it were late by one or two days, more if more than that). On top of that, managers called them if it was more than a week late, and after a month it was sold to them. My fault, you see, if they brought it back in a month and were pissed off that they'd been sold the $100 rental copy.
Oh yes, I feel your pain on the retail front.
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Date: 2006-11-08 02:26 am (UTC)She says to me, "No, I want MY penny."
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Date: 2006-11-08 03:40 am (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2006-11-08 05:35 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-11-08 02:59 pm (UTC)*nods as he comes to a decision*
...you're just trying to get out from under that "kindness" label aren't you? =-รพ
*dives for cover*
PS: SO........when are you getting about to posting your reflections on Heroes?
*hides again*
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Date: 2006-11-08 05:36 pm (UTC)