MrQ

This post is inspired by the four things that guy had to endure today...

Being a customer in line behind some old woman counting her exact change is very frustrating. Just because you're retired, you rotten-mouthed, smelly old hahahaha, doesn't mean nobody else has anything to do today. It's fucking wednesday, not the weekend.

Frustrating as that is, try being the cashier. In fact, try working at "a nation-wide, popular electronics shop" (Take a pic... there's really only one) and dealing with these annoying coffin-dodgers all morning. Try installing easily-installed batteries into simple electronics, like a wallclock, or a walkman.

Have you ever tried explaining the difference between DVD+R and DVD-R to an almost-dead, old man? I have. Daily. Sometimes twice. Bad? Yes, but not nearly as bad as explaining how to transfer one's vinyl collection to cds. Sometimes I contemplate telling the people that there is no way to do it, but I always end up explaining that they can use their computer yada yada yada.

Does that suffice? OH NO! They want DEMONSTRATIONS. They come back, too. Oh yes, they come back a few days later and tell you that they; A) forgot how to do it; or, B) it didn't work.

Sometimes I want to tell them that I'm not a technician, and that even if I was, I wouldn't give a sweet shit, and still wouldn't want to help them. How about you fuckers buy something instead of wasting my time?

Try dealing with old people, and ONLY old people, and their slow, "WHAT DID YOU SAY" deafness. FUCKING DRIVES ME CRAZY... IM ALMOST YELLING AT YOU AND YOU'RE NOT EVEN TWO FEET AWAY. MAYBE YOU SHOULD THROW YOUR STUBBORN PRIDE IN THE GARBAGE (NEXT TO YOUR USED DEPENDS), AND INVEST IN SOME HEARING AIDS.

Sometimes, I'm deliberately rude to old people, especially if they're slow or hard of hearing. Sometimes I cut them off and huff and puff if they're walking too slow. Sometimes I utter audible comments.

Does that make me a bad person, or does it just make me angry?