I hate people (long and under the influence of PMS)

Where do I start?

The more I work, the more I realise people suck. It’s very unfortunate that my parents aren’t millionaires and I have to actually pay for tuition myself. It sucks to be forced in the working world. It sucks even more when I’m young and inexperienced that only minium wage jobs suit me. It’s not my job that sucks, it’s the people I have to serve as part of my job that sucks. I don’t mind putting together sandwiches or writing down orders or wrapping muffins. It’s the people. It really pisses me off how some people can use polite words yet come across totally rude. Keeping the customer rant at a minimum, I’ll just describe what happened today. An older couple (I’d say around mid-fourties/fifty) comes up to the counter. They discuss what they want. All this time I’m making eye contact, or at the least, trying to. They pause to think, I’m assuming. Then, the lady asks me what comes in our omelette. I tell her if it’s the standard one, it’s just cheese, but there is an option of adding bacon, ham or mushroom for eighty five cents each. She doesn’t respond. A few seconds of silence pass. Then, while she was still turned towards her husband, she says ever so quietly “Ham and cheese omelette.” I thought maybe she was asking him a question. Something like “Ham and cheese omelette [dear?]” So I don’t write it down. She then looks at me because I didn’t give her a response. “Did you get that?” (She’s not rude quite yet, but she was most definately less than polite.) This is when I realize she was talking to me before so I nodded. I asked her if there was anything else they wanted. She says no. I direct them to the cash register where I ring it up. I hear the husband say “And coffee.” So I rang up a cup of coffee. And tore off a number ticket for the order. The lady, while I’m busying ripping off the ticket and writing down the number says “No coffee.” I heard it. I was going to void the coffee once I was finished. “Did you hear me? I said NO coffee PLEASE.” The please was thrown in VERY hastily. I look up and said “Yes m’am. I heard you. I was going to void it once I was finished with the number ticket.” She gives me the evil eye as I called her “m’am”. Oops. My bad for calling a middle aged woman “m’am” :rolleyes: So, I tell her the total ($13.00). She hands me a debit card. There is a seperate machine for the cards, so I run it through that. We have to punch in the amount ourselves, and my hand slipped, so I pressed 1 twice. I can’t do a one number correction/cancel on it so I have to press the reset button to fix it. She saw that and says “It’s a debit card, not a credit card.” She would have rolled her eyes at me if she wasn’t so old and her eyeballs couldn’t stretch as much as they did when she was younger. I was SO close to yelling “Yes, I fucking KNOW that. I have a fucking debit card myself. I LIVE off my fucking debit card. Why, in fact, yesterday I headed into Tim Hortons for an Ice Cap and their debit machine wouldn’t work so I couldn’t buy it because I didn’t have any cash on me. Not even $1.69!! Don’t talk to me as if I’m an imbicle who can’t tell between a debit and a credit card.” Fortunately for her, I kept my cool. Now, it might just be me being sensitive and all, but she managed to be rude by the tone of her voice. She even said please and such, but her manner was nothing but rude.

Wow, so much for keeping the customer rant at a minimum. Still, there’s more. Just earlier, I went to check out the message board of a show that I don’t follow closely, but enough so I know what happens. If I miss something, that board is where to check. Now, this show, it shows a day earlier in Canada than in the U.S. And there are several other Canadians on said board. There’s a post in there that basically says “I know what happens in the season premier, come in and discuss it if you’ve seen it too”, meaning SPOILER ALERT! Since I’ve seen the episode, I go in and what do I find? The OP does a recap of what happens and tries to get the discussion going. Several people going in saying a variety of “That can’t be true, it doesn’t show until tomorrow.” and “I cannot believe you have the nerve to spoil it for us.” They don’t have the “spoiler alert” rule there, but the title is basically what it means. You don’t have to be a rocket scientist to figure it out. Also, these are the same people who ruin other shows for other people. They’re living on the east, so they watch it three hours earlier, and then post the friggin plot on the titles instead of inside, yet I’ve never complained, just stayed off the boards until I see it. The nerve of some people. :mad:

Also, I was was shopping earlier today. It was food shopping, not the fun kind of shopping where I get to buy clothes. :frowning: But, was is the people who think they can, nay, have the right to block a whole aisle?! Mid-thirties woman pushing a cart. Mid-thirties woman pushing a cart through the center of the aisle. Mid-thirties woman pushing a cart through the center of the aisle watching people from the opposite direction dodge her cart of ankle crashing doom. Mid-thirties woman pushing a cart through the center of the aisle watching people from the opposite direction dodge her cart of ankle crashing doom, veeeeeery slooooooowly as she dawdles on her shopping list. I, of all the aisles I could have gone to, was stuck behind her. No turning back, as a large mob of people have closed off my only escape as they are looking at the varieties of pasta. I cough a bit. Maybe she’ll hear me and move aside. No luck. I do the hacking cough. Nothing. I say, loudly, but not unpolite “Excuse me.” Ignored. She fucking ignored me when I was polite enough to say excuse me. Okay. Maybe she’s a little deaf. So I head up to the tiny space between the cart and the cans on the shelves, knowing perfectly well my fat ass won’t squeeze through unless she moved. Maybe she’s a little deaf, but she’s most definately not blind and will see me trying to squeeze through right? Yeah. She saw me. I made eye contact. I repeat “Excuse me.” She looks at me, says clearly. “NO.” What the hell? I’m just trying to get through. “You are NOT going in front of me.” She gives me the evil glare. Uh. It’s not as if I’m trying to beat her to the check out line or anything. I just want my friggin bacon!! To hell with her, I thought. I pushed her cart to the side and walked off. People behind me followed suit. Apparently, I wasn’t the only one she was inconviencing. As I walked off, I heard her mumble something about young people and rudeness. Yeah. WE were the ones being rude. WE were the ones who wouldn’t move aside after a polite “Excuse me”. :rolleyes:

Oi. I told you this was long. I have SO many stories of how people suck, but I think I’ll save it for later. Three is enough for a start. So, anyone else hate people? It doesn’t matter where and how you encouter the people that annoy you. Whether it’s at work, online, or out in public, whatever else, please tell me I’m not alone in thinking people as a society suck.

I sympathise with your rant. It’s always the people that mess things up. The people. Working would be so much more pleasant if it weren’t for the people.

But this line is, I suspect, going to get you in a little trouble:

There are a lot of Dopers in the age range of the lady you were talking about (mid-forties/fifty) who will have no trouble rolling their wrinkly, ancient eyes at this little nugget! :wink:

But I know, I know, it’s the PMS talking…

Miss 7 up yours, you have just the kind of spunk my administration is looking for. The New World Order is in need of talented, driven individuals just like yourself to handle the orderly liquidation of large portions of the Earth’s population. Unfortunately, I can’t tell you exactly when we’ll have a position opening up, but if a team of commandos abducts you in the middle of the night and drags you to a waiting unmarked black helicopter, you’ve been accepted for an interview.

Mid-thirties woman? My God, I’m 31 and my girlfriend is 34. I suddenly feel like a total old fuck when you phrase it like that.

Miid-forties/fifty, I think she wrote.

Still, I don’t think mid-forties is that ancient. Madonna is, what–45? Johnny Depp and Tom Cruise–turned 40? I can think of a lot of people who are forty-something that are not ancient and wouldn’t have any trouble rolling their eyes without the wrinkles getting in the way.

It’s not the age, it’s the attitude (NOT referring to anything 7 up yours said in the OP.)

Jerks come in all ages and sizes, alas.