Ah, Saturday... Thank God my weekend is here. My much needed break has arrived. I can finally get away from reality and recharge.
For those of you who are unaware, I work Tuesdays through Saturdays. Still trying to decide if I like it or not. But anyway, as I was driving in for my last day of work for the week, I was pondering what my next post was going to be about. I have so many ideas running through my head, but there was one topic that was in dire need of being brought up and discussed...
The stupidity of people.
Seriously, I reaching my limit of having any relations or contact with the majority of people out there. The older I get, the more I feel the need to become a hermit or I am definitely destined to turn severely bitter very soon. From my time spent working in restaurants I am well aware that most people are pretty stupid, and lack any sort of common sense or street smarts. I honestly spend WAY to much time wondering how people got so dumb... I constantly question how certain individuals got this way, or were they always this retarded. Maybe I'm very fortunate and have the ability to figure things out on my own, and usually can avoid asking stupid questions [though from time to time who doesn't have a brain fart]... but I really don't understand how SO many people can be such idiots. Are they just naive? Overly sheltered? Uneducated? Were they dropped too many times on their head then they were young? Badly malnourished for a long period of time in their lives? I don't get it. For those of you who are confused by my questioning [you're probably one of them!] but here's some examples to possibly help you better understand what I'm talking about.... These are from my eaves dropping while working at my job. Some better than others, just you'll get what I mean. Unless you are from Club Dumb.
- A woman talking to her friends - exactly how the conversation went down...
The woman says randomly to her friend, "Ya know, I almost died in March"
[My first reaction was that maybe she hadn't seen these friends in awhile and they didn't know about her possible illness that almost took her life]
Her friend says, "huh? you did?".
She says, "no. My ex-husband." pause... "Well I don't know". She then drops the story like she was confused about what she was even talking about.
What?!? What the hell was that? I just don't understand the story. Was it a joke? Are you trying to be funny because your ex-husband is an ass and did something to you and you were trying to be funny, like ha ha? Were you actually sick? Was he actually sick? Was his illness, and being almost near death making you feel like you might die because you still love him even though you aren't "in love with him" and him dying would completely alter your life even though you aren't and never again will be with him? After over-analyzing what had just happened, I decided that she was trying to be funny and then realized that she sounded like a retard making a joke about death, especially since her friends gave the same "what the hell" response to the comment that I did, so she just dropped it. Moral of the story: She needs to work on her material. And maybe start taking some vitamins and get a physical or something. Best wishes weirdo.
- A woman shopping in our store asked me a question about a product.
Woman says, "So what's that candle you're burning?"
I reply, "Pumpkin. It was a sample".
She replies, "So is that mint I'm smelling? Or you don't know?"
What?!?! I just told you what you smell retard. Is that a joke, or did you seriously just not pay any fucking attention to my ANSWER to the question you JUST asked me. Get it together dumb ass. Focus. Fuck.
- My boss had this stupid free design seminar and he was talking about what colors people naturally surround themselves with, and how he finds that people usually decorate their houses opposite of the color of clothing they wear. He was asking what colors the people at the seminar usually wear. This is one woman's response.
[First of all, despite the fact that she only ALWAYS wears black which is weird in itself, but if its your thing whatever... What I think is more weird is how she phrased it - "I haven't worn any color on my body..." rather than saying "I always wear black clothing". Creeper.]
My boss somehow refrains from busting out laughing in her face, and replies, "Ok, well tell me about that. Why do you think that is?"
She responds, "well... I'm not sure. One day I just started to only wear black clothing. I haven't been able to put color on my body since."
What is going on?!?!? Where the hell am I??? I get that some people like to wear all black. I get it. Being a designer I know some think if you're artistic or whatever that it looks chic or artsy or dramatic or whatever. I personally don't do it, but I get it and as long as you aren't goth or some creepy devil vampire worshiper I really don't care what you do. If it works for you and it makes you happy; than rock it. Whatever. What I think is weird is that how she phrases that she can't put color on her body. Like she's gonna melt like the wicked witch from the west when she came in contact with water. Like what is that? I can't put color on my body. She might start hyperventilating, not be able to breathe, and will shrivel up into a dead raisin of a person. wtf. She didn't say that she prefers to wear black. She didn't say that she doesn't like colored clothing. She said she CAN'T put it on her body. Like two magnets with both positive ends facing each other, her and color just repel. Maybe she's tried to grab a colored article of clothing and it just flies out of her hand when she tries to put her arm through the hole. The force is to great. She just can't even hold onto it... To make matters even more entertaining... She had a neon pink streak in her hair... I have nothing left to say.
- And my most favorite... I work in a boutique home decor shop in Lake Geneva, Wisconsin. While working the store today a woman asks her friend a question while they're inside our store shopping.
Woman says to her friend, "...is Lake Geneva in Wisconsin?"
No bitch. We're on Mars right now. How the hell do you not even know what state you're in??? Will someone please just put me out of my misery and kill me already because I really can't deal with this shit.
And that friends, is where I leave you. Please don't let yourself be a fucking retard. Think before you speak. Or at least before you speak to me. Dear God, I beg of you.
Good night. It's time for Jack.
