One with Nothing

For someone like myself, ranting comes almost naturally (meaning to seem full of myself).  I get irked so easily that I will fly of the handle and go on a tangent about anything. Why? Because I probably feel wronged, or to me whatever happened seems like complete and utter B.S. or maybe I think you’re a total idiot and what you had to say was idiotic. I’m am not a nice person when I decide to lay into someone about what they have had to say, and frankly my dear I don’t give a damn. Your feelings do not matter when it comes to being correct or proper, what matters is that you are enlightened and come to a greater realization about the topic spoken so poorly about, and will hopefully avoid similar mistakes in the future. I guess when I think about it, people so say stupid things, and do stupid stuff that shows there is no rational thought behind what they have done, is what really get s me worked up. I’m getting worked up just from typing all of this.

All of my work has all been based around interacting with customers and co-workers (yes like most jobs of people my age) and I have the pleasure of dealing with morons on a constant basis. One of the places I have worked is a movie theatre, and time after time people have proven to me that they are not equipped with basic reading skills. I’ve worked the ticket counter and there are two prominent examples of people failing to pass simple reading comprehension. The first is customers always try to use ticket vouchers that are affiliated with a completely different chain of movie theatres. They hopelessly approach me tell me the movie they want to see and hand me these invalid coupons with an oblivious look on their face. Then when I tell that this is not the movie theatre they’re looking for, a dumbfounded look arrives on their face and they have the nerve to say “Oh you’re not that theatre?” NO! Of course we’re not, the name of the theatre on the coupon does not match that of the one plastered all over our theatre, what on Earth would compel you to think or say that. And number two is at the same ticket counter, and someone wanders up and asks if they can buy tickets here. My insides want to explode, and I have to hold back the damn inside me from exploding forth with “Of course not, there’s only signs all around me pointing to buying your tickets here and right above my head saying it a *bleeping* ticket counter.” It just gets to me how people can fail to read and/or put a grouping of words together near a certain location and figure out that they’re associated. Also on a quick note on stupid co-workers, during my summer job someone (who doesn’t know what carbon dioxide is) put a spoon in a microwave. Now something like that can be seen as an honest mistake, you stir something up and forget to take it out when you go to nuke it. However the spoon was put there in purpose, and not out of malice or mischief. She put this spoon in there to warm it up. I shit you not (I know language, don’t care at the moment) she was told to warm up a spoon if she wanted to get it through the cold ice cream, and her first inclination was to zap it in the microwave. It is outstanding of the idiocy of the people I have and will run into in the future. I just hope the people reading this are not that bad.

I know people make mistakes, but mistakes like the ones can be easily avoided if people stopped, stood back and just used the brains they were given. Also what I’ve said can be seen as mean and I accept that, but saying that is not constructive in any way and purely of your opinion. To me what I’m saying is just.