Tuesday, March 25, 2008

Bitterness Mach 7

I'm not even going to bother to form any sort of structured introduction to this blog about my most recent peeve. I'm especially not going to unintentionally do so. Why should I mention that sentences below stem from things I've seen around town in the last month or so? Eh?

- Shiny track pants. Singlet tops. Poor hygiene. Limited vocabulary. Yes, you've guessed it. I'm talking about the trash bag coastal mall rat skanks that are seemingly everywhere now. When they're not spending their time getting disgusting two toned dye jobs or buying clothes they have no business wearing, they're having loud senseless conversation in all your favorite eateries.
Now by now you're probably thinking 'don't be so judgemental, you don't know these people'. Well your right. I don't. I don't know what they're like on personal level. I have personally made peace with their inability to dress and bathe themselves like any semi-intelligent primate could......I do know however that they are total pricks when they cluster in groups. They're bold enough yell what they think (and i use that word grudgingly) is a really biting insult, or to spit and leave their trash in public areas like the fucking scummy bottom feeders they are. They're bold enough to push past people on stairways and in corridors like they're the fucking king of England. They are bold enough to assume they have the right to come up to people while they eat and beg for change. NEWS FLASH ASSHOLES! I work for my money, and I manage to operate in public without acting like a fucking destitute retard. I'm not going to support your efforts to be a fucking loser financially or in any other way.

If I had it in my power, I would round them all up and administer a swift and painful thrashing on mass.

Monday, January 28, 2008

You may be a nice person usually...

...but if your rude to people working in retail your a total asshole. In addition, if you put people down because of their job, you deserve a damn good beating.

Culprits in need of thrashings include:

- Asshole university students who scoff when they find out your working retail. Oh, i'm sorry. Living off centerlink for 4 years and graduating with fucking useless degree in political science or philosophy is of far greater use to society than us lowly retail workers. You'll be working retail in 6 months time dipshits.
- Eastern European Women. Now I'm not profiling here, there are a few exceptions, but in my experience eastern European women are total bitches in a retail environment. I don't know where it stems from or If its just the same group of women in the Hornsby area, but I want to club them in the face pretty much every time I see them. Barking orders at people, pushing other people around, talking at me with mouths full of food, not acknowledging the staffs existence...I mean what the fuck!? Get some fucking manners!
- Assholes who talk on their mobiles when they want help with something. Fucking hang up and call back and stop being so rude. I don't care who your talking to either. Don't involve me in your conversation. What do I care if it was your second-brother -in-law twice removed? You and your back water family can go to hell along with everyone else who expects customer service while talking on mobile phones.

There is obviously more, but i'll leave it for another time.