When you’ve been broke for years and have cheap, simple tastes, every payday feels like Christmas as a kid.
It’s funny how some people enter retail stores as functional adults with jobs, lives and families but by the time they reach the checkout counter turn into overgrown, entitled, spoiled little toddlers with no concept of the words “manners” or “common sense.” It’s hilarious, infuriating, and sad seeing people old enough to be my parents throw temper tantrums over five dollar retail items.
Every single shitty customer who yells at a retail clerk sees him or herself as Michael Douglas in the movie Falling Down. They think that every other customer is looking upon them in awe as they berate a stranger for doing their job. They think that people are impressed with them making a scene. In reality, all the other customers are internally laughing at them and wishing they would shut the fuck up and stop wasting everyone’s time. When you yell at a clerk, no one is being an ass but you. You are the one who looks ridiculous when you do that, walking up in a retail store and acting a fool because you didn’t get precisely your way immediately. You’re not Michael Douglas in Falling Down, you are the whiny customer from Clerks that Randall spits water at and that Jay and Silent Bob make fun of on your way out. You’re a clownish, immature, entitled pissbaby that the employees of the store in question will mock viciously on their lunch break and pray for management to ban your ass.
Point is, don’t be a dick to store clerks. We work for a living just like you do and we care about our jobs. Really. We want to help, we want to make money, and we want our companies to do well. So, please practice basic decency at the checkout counter. I have encountered middle schoolers who are perfectly polite on the same day as people older than my dad who act like squealing little babies. Just food for thought.
I work full time and have strong feelings about taxation.
I have no problem whatsoever with my taxes paying for relief efforts in other countries. The idea that I work not only for myself, but in part for people in need who I will likely never meet, gives the feeling that my menial work not only supports me, but supports human compassion and civilization’s advancement. If my taxes cover the cost of one life-saving immunization, one life-saving meal, I am more than okay with that.
Secondly, I have a massive problem with my taxes supporting war. I want no part in the bombing of innocent civilians in Pakistan, Lebanon, Gaza, Syria, Iraq, or anywhere else on this earth.
It is far more honorable in my opinion for the United States to be world paramedics as opposed to being world police. We should use our historically unprecedented power to help others, not to harm them.
Fun little fact, insulting and yelling at the store clerk will not get you that discount you don’t have a coupon for, will not make your order come in any faster, will not make the line go quicker, and will not make the checkout process go any faster. Just for the information of people twice my age who still act like spoiled toddlers in retail stores.
What fucks me up about the Darren Wilson fundraiser is that he hasn’t been charged with a crime. He doesn’t have to hire a lawyer. He’s on paid leave, so he’s not losing wages. This is not covering his expenses, because he doesn’t have any additional expenses. This is a reward. He’s getting a $250,000 reward for murdering an unarmed black kid, two days away from starting college, in broad daylight.
the edgemobile - it runs on purely on sandy hook conspiracy theories and cheeto dust
I got a cut just looking at this
At least they like Lemuria though?
I literally do not care a single bit what Reddit atheists have to say in response to my posts. I don’t believe in any religion at all and don’t give a shit about Richard Dawkins either.
Monday night. Part 8.