It's always the idiotic ones who get mad the easiest.

Was going to dedicate this to a tweet but thought, heck, don't write in here much anymore.  Why not.

Picture it.  I'm helping a customer at the cashier who's returning a sharps container full of needles... WITHOUT a lid.  Well, you might as well just dump it in a plastic bag then, what good is that container going to do without a lid on it?  I kindly inform him that I will not be able to accept that.  Don't even ask me why he removed it in the first place.  I try not to question illogical people because you can only get illogical answers.  I offered a new sharps container on the understanding that he transfer the needles himself which he agrees to after giving me a rude grunt.  I then watch him attempt to pry open the remaining portion of the bottom lid off.

"Do these come off?!" He asks with heavy frustration.

"I... Don't think so, sir...  At least definitely not with ease... That's my logical guess anyway since sharps containers were meant to retain hazardous items... It wasn't made with the thought that someone should ever have to open to fetch anything in there."  Makes sense right?  Not to him.

After several more attempts he finally gives up and begins shaking violently to get them out into the other container. I stop him and inform him that I'm going to have to get the manager's permission for him to do that.  He looks at me with great annoyance.  Now, why in the world would I care?  I wasn't saying he couldn't do it, but shit, I'm definitely not going to take the fall for it if some if his blood handled needles comes flying out and hits another customer in the face or one gets left behind for a child to find.  Makes sense, right?  Apparently not to him.

He starts showing his disapproval by mumbling and uttering things under his breath.

After that whole ordeal was over, he asks to pay for a bill for his mother at a nursing home.  He again, shows his annoyance with me despite how quickly I was getting it processed for him and yet... When it was his turn to pay for it through his debt... He continuously failed to do it right!  

"Sir.  SIR.  You have a chip on your card, you have to INSERT it."

*Swipes*

I cancel, redo, repeat.

*Swipes*

"SIR.  PLEASE INSERT IT."

After 4 tries he finally got it, except his card usage was maxed out.

"Sir, it says you exceeded your number of use for today."  Him:  "That's ridiculous!  I just used it several times today!"

".........Exactly.  You EXCEEDED your number of use for today."  Him:  "NO, TRY AGAIN."

To make matters worse, his wife wanders over, equally as grumpy and angry at the world as he is.

"Give me that!  You're obviously not doing it right!  I used it just a while ago!!"  Me:  "It's not incorrect info entered.  It's simply exceeded the number of usage for today.  Some cards have a max set on it......."

When it obviously fails again, she yells, "I don't know!  This damn thing!  I don't care!  It's your mother!  I don't give a damn!" And wandered off again.

To the idiotic people who are rude, impatient and irrationally mean:

Nobody's wasting YOUR time, you're wasting theirs.

But hey, I've got sympathy too.  I mean... If I was that idiotic and got the short end of the stick I would be pretty damn pissed off at the world as well.  But on a serious note, everyone can strengthen their mind, it's just a matter of desire.  If you choose not to, you've no one else to blame but yourself.  Your attitude comes with you 24 hours of the day.  You may piss some people off along the way, but nothing near the damage you bestow upon yourself.  

Think a little... Yeah?

Summer Shoes

Nothing pisses me off more than a weak argument...

I wear false lashes all the time.  It doesn't matter where - okay perhaps not when I'm working out or sleeping but every other time.  They're not the heavy ones and some people even have trouble telling them from my real lashes.  I just love false lashes.  They're my thing and of course I've become so good at putting them on that they hardly take much time at all.  But every time people hear "false" lashes though, they think effort and glamour.

While at lunch today, the topic of false lashes came up - Of course, mine being the trigger point for it.  I told them I love false lashes and how they look.  Then a colleague, who wasn't being put down whatsoever decides to try to put me down.  "I don't have the time like you do Tina, to try to look all pretty for work.  It's just work."  I stared at her blankly.  Her face was colored with dark eyeshadow, thick eyeliner, overly extended eyebrows, heavy foundation, the whole works - All except false eyelashes... Which she hasn't any idea how to put on - She once asked me to teach her.  "If you don't try to look pretty, what is all that on your face then?" I asked.

"Yeah, but it's not like I put the time and effort for eyelashes."  She says.  I respond coldly, "Perhaps for you they require a lot of effort... But not me.  Do you understand that?  If you're going to say that then you should be wearing very minimal makeup if any at all.  Yet, you even have your hair constantly colored and permed along with very obvious makeup.  Are you not trying to look good?"  She then for some reason, attempts to bring money into it... I realized that she was just trying to make herself look better one way or another.  "I spend money on my hair but you spend money on makeup."  AGAIN, I stare at her blankly.  She spoke as if she didn't wear makeup when others have commented on how much makeup she wears to work to me before.  I wear the same colored makeup.  She then says, "Okay, then you spend it on skincare!"  Even if I were... Wasn't the argument on styling ourselves?  Skincare is the most natural.... Regardless, I respond with "I use the same products... MY products."  She then mumbles nonsense and drifts off into silence.

I feel like some women can be so painfully stupid.  It's like stuffing your bra up two sizes and then putting down another woman for getting implants.  And no, I don't have implants. -___-

I take care of myself and I'm proud of it.

If there was one thing I love about myself, it's the fact that I'm appreciated. 

Now, that doesn't mean that everyone I let in my life appreciates me... 

It simply means that I won't allow anyone to stay in my life who fails to appreciate me.

 

Sometimes you have to purposely get lost to be able to find yourself in some place new.  

Sometimes getting lost is the only thing left to do...  Don't look for me. 

xx