Stupid Is As Stupid Does, Page 1. (The asinine American edition.)
You break down doors and trample a store employee to death if the world has gone post-Apocalyptic desert, the food has run out, and there is one last chicken dashing about inside your local Wal-Mart. NOT for the best prices on all your holiday shopping. People's savagery over the most trivial things in this country--and their ability to explain away their behavior--never ceases to amaze me.
Wal-Mart touted the masses with their Big Sale. So what? You the People made the choice to bum-rush metal doors for electronics and the like as if you'd been raised from birth by wolves. You even refused to leave when you knew someone was dead. Animals act better.
Mom saw her share of trivial savagery before she retired from Macy's. Two women physically fighting and eventually arrested by the police over a pack of bedsheets. Customers driving to the store to assault employees because they couldn't get anyone to answer their phone calls (because employees were swamped with customers already in the store). One customer shooting another customer over a pair of shoes. And while we're on that subject... a customer leaving the store angry because an employee refused to search the stockroom for shoes that had been discontinued, then returning to the Shoe Department an hour later with her boyfriend and beating the employee into a coma. In front of everyone.
I recall a near 100-degree hot day this past summer when, after I'd circled for a good 15 minutes for a parking space, a woman zoomed right into the parking lot and took the one that finally opened up (and my front bumper along with it, almost). Yeah, it made me mad, and I had to circle some more before I got another break, but acting on crap like that is just so High School. SHE didn't think that way, however. She'd done her thing and was leaving, I was just going in, we passed each other on the sidewalk, me minding my own business, and she had to take a dig at me. "I got the space. Pissed you off, didn't I?" All smug and grinning. Hands on hips. A grown woman. I couldn't believe it.
Now, I'm pretty quiet and tolerant, but my mama will tell you that when a certain line is crossed, you will know it because of a facial expression I get that is not for the faint of heart. (I'll have to check that out in a mirror one day. Probably some Klingon thing.) The woman's friend definitely saw it, because suddenly she was staring at me like I was some serial killer, tugging on that heifer's arm and saying let it go, let's get the hell out of here. You could have fried an egg on the asphalt that day, and the heifer had on a tank top and shorts, so I simply told her (the cleaned-up version): "Do you really want to know what it feels like to stick to that hot pavement? Because I'm not going to fight you. I'm going to throw your ass on the ground, and keep walking." She left.
But why was that even necessary? She had WON the parking space!
If you think a change in government is all we need to make things shiny and new around here, you are so off. This place needs a transfusion of freakin' courtesy and common sense when it comes to its citizens. All of them. Not one group or side or race or gender can claim a free pass. You should concern yourselves with THAT.
Wal-Mart touted the masses with their Big Sale. So what? You the People made the choice to bum-rush metal doors for electronics and the like as if you'd been raised from birth by wolves. You even refused to leave when you knew someone was dead. Animals act better.
Mom saw her share of trivial savagery before she retired from Macy's. Two women physically fighting and eventually arrested by the police over a pack of bedsheets. Customers driving to the store to assault employees because they couldn't get anyone to answer their phone calls (because employees were swamped with customers already in the store). One customer shooting another customer over a pair of shoes. And while we're on that subject... a customer leaving the store angry because an employee refused to search the stockroom for shoes that had been discontinued, then returning to the Shoe Department an hour later with her boyfriend and beating the employee into a coma. In front of everyone.
I recall a near 100-degree hot day this past summer when, after I'd circled for a good 15 minutes for a parking space, a woman zoomed right into the parking lot and took the one that finally opened up (and my front bumper along with it, almost). Yeah, it made me mad, and I had to circle some more before I got another break, but acting on crap like that is just so High School. SHE didn't think that way, however. She'd done her thing and was leaving, I was just going in, we passed each other on the sidewalk, me minding my own business, and she had to take a dig at me. "I got the space. Pissed you off, didn't I?" All smug and grinning. Hands on hips. A grown woman. I couldn't believe it.
Now, I'm pretty quiet and tolerant, but my mama will tell you that when a certain line is crossed, you will know it because of a facial expression I get that is not for the faint of heart. (I'll have to check that out in a mirror one day. Probably some Klingon thing.) The woman's friend definitely saw it, because suddenly she was staring at me like I was some serial killer, tugging on that heifer's arm and saying let it go, let's get the hell out of here. You could have fried an egg on the asphalt that day, and the heifer had on a tank top and shorts, so I simply told her (the cleaned-up version): "Do you really want to know what it feels like to stick to that hot pavement? Because I'm not going to fight you. I'm going to throw your ass on the ground, and keep walking." She left.
But why was that even necessary? She had WON the parking space!
If you think a change in government is all we need to make things shiny and new around here, you are so off. This place needs a transfusion of freakin' courtesy and common sense when it comes to its citizens. All of them. Not one group or side or race or gender can claim a free pass. You should concern yourselves with THAT.