Wednesday, January 14, 2009

This will probably make me sound conceited.

One of the crappy things about really slow days is that often times long periods of time will go by without anyone to help. It is during these times that I am left with my thoughts, which can be a very dangerous thing sometimes. Dealing with this small number of people, what is my conclusion. If you want to experience the life of some of the people that come into my store, punch yourself repeatedly until your eyes start to bleed. No look at yourself in the mirror and picture what your life would be like if you didn't look like shit because you just beat yourself up, but because you take shitloads of crystal meth. Congratulations, you now have an idea of the calibur of individual I deal with. Think the mindset of Joe the Plumber with intelligence of Terri Schivo even after they pulled the plug (For those that don't know who she is. She is the woman who was kept alive for 15 years through machines while she was brain dead).

For example, today a woman came up to me and asked if my name was Justin. While this may seem simple mistake, my coworker had just gotten done not only telling her what my name was, but I was wearing a name tag. Later in the day, another individual came into the store just so he could bitch to me about why we were going out of business. Now I don't know about you but I certainly don't have the time walk into random stores specifically to gloat about how they are going out of business. Of course a middle age man who has that sort of time probably is unemployed himself, in which case congrats asshole, you win for most ironic insult of the day.

Not that this is anything new. Lord knows these types make up a big part of the country, not to mention the weekly occurance I seem to have of old men attempting to molest me in public places. Yes, I know that people are physically closer in the old country, but I'm pretty sure that rubbing my shoulder isn't normal anywhere. Anyways, I feel that this sort of braindead coast through life is scarily normal in this day and age. To me, a lot of people seem to where their ignorance as a badge of honor. They are proud of the fact that they have been able to get through life being hopped up on drugs, both legal and illegal 90%, and are proud that they are unintelligent. I can't tell you how many times someone will be buying a computer and tell me that they don't have time for "that computer nonsense", but will act like they are fine with buying another one because they fucked the last one up.

Well, I guess I have to wrap this up, lunch ends in 4 minutes. In closing, if you are able to get to this blog, you are already smarter then 90% of most people. Don't let anyone call you stupid because the fact that you were even able to open your web browser shows that you are smart.

3 comments:

Unknown said...

lol, sometimes I wish I worked retail to meet these kinds of people.

Alex Pearson said...

Oh I have many more stories...

Danny said...

More insults. You write good insults. None about me though.