(no subject)
You know, I can be a bitch. I can be a real bitch, and if I don't like you, you can be sure it's going to be evident. But then, I'm only bitchy to those who deserve. And even among those that deserve, that are only so many that I bother with. So when someone is bitchy to me, and tries to say all sorts of crap to my face, for the first time I've seriously said a word to them, I get pissed. I get really pissed off. But then I don't say anything, because my mother has given me decency, and that makes me superior. That makes me more of a grown-up than a thirty-something who can't be decent to decent people. Even if you're paying him to do his job.
Because even if you're paying him, that doesn't give you the right to complain when he screws up. It actually gives him the right to complain about you whenever he sees fit.
Jesus fucking Christ.