Re: Things That Drive You Crazy Redux
I have nothing for respect for the people who work at fast food. We harp on people to "get a job" and then belittle them for it. Sheesh!
Its the nincompoop customers who get me. For instance, last fall I stop by the McDonalds on Haight Street, which is always on the verge of utter chaos. I just want to get some food in my gullet before I catch up with some friends at a bar. I'm in kind of a hurray (thus McDonald's) and stuck behind this young, ultra-hipster couple pouring over the menu like its the dead sea scrolls. After 5 minutes, I've had it. "Would you please order already", I say. Hipster responds, "just relax...we're ordering for a lot of people".
First, if your feeding a bunch of people, order pizza.
Second, its McDonalds, they have burgers and fries. Do a head count, order a bunch and be done with it. Its all crap anyhow.
Last, I hate being told "to relax". Its such a bs way of making the problem about my messed up chi instead of your complete obliviousness to other people. Ok, Ram Dass, I'll go meditate in the corner while you dither over the value menu. Grrrrrrrr!
The widow is gathering nettles for her children's dinner; a perfumed seigneur, delicately lounging in the Oeil de Boeuf, hath an alchemy whereby he will extract the third nettle and call it rent. ~ Carlyle
Last edited by Rojo; 01-14-2008 at 07:50 PM.