Late New Years Resolution
So for Lent I tried to be patient with everyone at work. That failed for the most part (sadness :( ), but it was nice to try. Next year I'll make the same promise and try harder, hopefully with greater results.
Now that the time for making promises to better one's self (i.e. Lent and New Years) have past, I guess the best thing to call this would be my Belated-New-Years-Resoution, which is to learn how to say "fuck you" to people. Obviously not to all people, and obviously I'm not going to start running up to people that piss me off and yell "hey buddy, fuck you!" Even though I'll want to...
This started after this past and the Saturday prior to this past Saturday when I realized how manipulative not only customers but other people are. I don't have to say too much about my parents (and by my parents, I mean my dad), but the customers are something to be said about. "Well if I don't have my prescription for Nicorete I'll start smoking again. I mean it!" "What do you mean I don't have a refill on my Ocella? What am I going to do! I need that prescription!" What do you mean my Zolpidem requires a prior authorization? I need it to sleep or else I'll get horrible nightmares!". You know what, smoker, fuck you. Keep a closer eye on the number of refills you have left on your prescription. Same applies to you, you stupid 35 year old broad. You look like a prostitute by the way. Tone down the eye make up. And frankly I don't give a fuck that without your control class 2 medication you get nightmares. It sucks, but we all get nightmares. If it bothers you that much, hound your doctor to get the prior to go through. Whining to me and my co-workers isn't going to help.
For fuck sakes, these people think that by begging and pleading over and over again that what they want will just appear.
While I wish I could just say it to the customers, the fact of the matter is that if I were to do it, therefore increasing my joy and amusement 10-fold while releasing all the built up anger I have for them, I'll also be a few thousand dollars short in my savings account. So it's really not worth it. However, I should start applying a slightly toned down version of the "fuck you" policy I read about in "Wanted". No, I'm not going to hurt anybody. Just try, at least once, to tell someone off that I think deserves to be told off. Someone who berates me, or insults me, or hurts me. Someone like that. I can't keep getting stepped on my whole life. For fucks sake, I'm going to be a doctor in a few years.
Now that the time for making promises to better one's self (i.e. Lent and New Years) have past, I guess the best thing to call this would be my Belated-New-Years-Resoution, which is to learn how to say "fuck you" to people. Obviously not to all people, and obviously I'm not going to start running up to people that piss me off and yell "hey buddy, fuck you!" Even though I'll want to...
This started after this past and the Saturday prior to this past Saturday when I realized how manipulative not only customers but other people are. I don't have to say too much about my parents (and by my parents, I mean my dad), but the customers are something to be said about. "Well if I don't have my prescription for Nicorete I'll start smoking again. I mean it!" "What do you mean I don't have a refill on my Ocella? What am I going to do! I need that prescription!" What do you mean my Zolpidem requires a prior authorization? I need it to sleep or else I'll get horrible nightmares!". You know what, smoker, fuck you. Keep a closer eye on the number of refills you have left on your prescription. Same applies to you, you stupid 35 year old broad. You look like a prostitute by the way. Tone down the eye make up. And frankly I don't give a fuck that without your control class 2 medication you get nightmares. It sucks, but we all get nightmares. If it bothers you that much, hound your doctor to get the prior to go through. Whining to me and my co-workers isn't going to help.
For fuck sakes, these people think that by begging and pleading over and over again that what they want will just appear.
While I wish I could just say it to the customers, the fact of the matter is that if I were to do it, therefore increasing my joy and amusement 10-fold while releasing all the built up anger I have for them, I'll also be a few thousand dollars short in my savings account. So it's really not worth it. However, I should start applying a slightly toned down version of the "fuck you" policy I read about in "Wanted". No, I'm not going to hurt anybody. Just try, at least once, to tell someone off that I think deserves to be told off. Someone who berates me, or insults me, or hurts me. Someone like that. I can't keep getting stepped on my whole life. For fucks sake, I'm going to be a doctor in a few years.