Soul Sucking Clients...

So I haven't written in a few days. I have been working and have been pretty tired afterwards. I'd forgotten how other peoples feeling and moods, could shift yours and trying to please everybody you meet sucks the energy right out of you...

The public are complete soul suckers. They detest slavery but insist you serve them for small wages, and throw temper tantrums when you don't bend over backwards, forwards, side ways, and tie your self in knots to please them. You are there to serve them, and you have no right to have feelings of any kind. They can criticize you, and interpret how they think your spending your work day, and how YOU should do YOUR job...

Yes, I detest people, people are the cruelest and most evil thing on this planet. Viruses, parasites, and germs are all just created by our vast evil selves. Yes, I include my self, I know that it would not be fair to exclude myself from the hated customer aspects of my blog...

Just yesterday I was in a Subway, I judged the workers by my standards of experience of my mother who has worked at Subway for an amazingly drug out allotment of time. The way they took orders, the sloppiness of the sandwiches, and the lack of a smile on their face. I had just left work not 30 minutes before feeling the way they looked now, and there I stood criticizing their every move and word, thinking who could I call and get this fixed...

The end result of my attempting "fixing" would probably of resulted of someone being fired, terminated, let go, dismissed, a cut in staffing, choice evaluation.

A new way of saying...

Some self righteous hag that you served earlier was not pleased with the way you slaved over her to make a sandwich that her lazy fat butt could have made her self, complained to the GODS' (corporate losers who get paid way too much) and now you get to live off unemployment if the paper work goes through...

Yeah, I know, I went into a rant. I am pretty tired, and feel sucked of all energy due to two days of people not being happy, and me messing things up at my new job. I seem to be the only new person who has trouble calling other departments for help. Everybody else seems to be getting it, and me... well I have to be the slow chick that nobody includes in their conversations...

My husband came to pick me up yesterday from work and I asked another employee if he had seen him already. So the guy said, "YES" and pointed to my husband who had just come out from down and aisle. I waived to NM, then headed down an aisle to go clock out. As I was moving down the aisle I heard one of my fellow associates say, "Thats her husband? I never would have expected that." I of course assume because my husband is tall, slim, and attractive, that he and my short rotundant self, do not seem a feasible couple...

That is what makes me smile about this whole thing, my husband love me, not the appearance that other people perceive of me, and for that...

I love him more than ever...