This Is A Circumstance That I Must Edit.
A lesson in how not to start a Sunday morning:
went to Perkins restaurant for breakfast with our family and had a really good time. While there, I explained all about Race Fail 09 to the brother-in-law because he'd heard me talking about it before and wanted to know all the details. Stopped when I saw it was upsetting my sister, especially the bit about the outing of coffeeandink, and moved the topic onto something else more suited for a family breakfast. Came out to the parking lot and got in the car when my sister noticed the writing on the window of the car next to us. Someone had written the N-word backwards on the passenger window so that the person sitting inside could read exactly what the word was every time they looked out the window.
I. they. what. I don't even have the words.
wait, I do. WHAT THE FUCKING FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOU FUCKING PEOPLE? Seriously, I want to know exactly what the fuck is wrong with you so that I can slap you forever kill you with sticks.
I wish we knew who did it because I would've had no problems reporting those fuckers for writing racial slurs on someone's private property. The most we could do was wipe off that awful word so that the people in the car wouldn't have to ever know that someone was racist and vile enough to write it on their car window.
then we did our grocery shopping at Costco. While we were paying for our groceries, one of the employees kept yammering on about the executive membership, and we politely told him that we weren't interested because we could not afford it right now. He finally left us alone and my sister and I discussed the pros and cons of it amongst ourselves. The cashier overheard us and started in on her spiel about how it saves you so much money, blah, blah, blah. As we were politely telling her that we weren't interested, the manager, who was hanging out beside her, jumps in with his spiel about the whole thing, and we AGAIN politely explain that we are not interested in the membership right now because we cannot afford it.
We tell him this three times. Three times of politely explaining that we cannot get the membership right now, we cannot afford it right now, we might come back later on and get it when we have the money for it, and each time, every single goddamn time, he ignores what we say and offers to do a comparison price check because we'll save 2% off our bill every time we shop here, and on and on and fucking ON. We are unfailingly polite, we are calm, we give him valid reasons why we cannot pay for a $99 membership right now when the entire economy is in a recession and none of our jobs are really as secure as we'd like them to be.
Finally, after the fourth time he dismisses our reasoning with a "But you'll save this much money," my sister finally snaps and says, "Okay, that's enough, you're being pushy." AND HE STILL CONTINUED HIS SALES SCRIPT. Aggravated beyond belief, she shushes him and says again, "That's enough." And he gets this wounded look on his face and says petulantly, "A little respect, you know?"
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You know what would've made us give you that respect, you bag of douche? IF YOU HAD FUCKING LISTENED TO US AND STOPPED YOUR SALES PITCH THE FIRST TIME WE SAID WE DIDN'T WANT IT NOW. We told you three times that we could not get it right now because we could not afford it, but we were thinking of getting it in the future, and you talked over us as if everything we said had no value whatsoever. What on earth makes you think that we will ever, EVER, buy that membership now after you treated us, your customers, like nothing we said mattered in relation to your sales pitch? Did you really think that harassing us while we were trying to pay for our groceries would make us give in and spend money that we didn't have to get this stupid membership? Did making my sister feel attacked, my sister who is the most easygoing person in the world and tries to never, ever yell at customer service people because she knows how tough their jobs are, did making her feel overwhelmed and attacked and harassed get you that sale that you were working so hard to get? Did you need to make us repeat, in public, three times that we simply do not have the money to get this membership? Do you know that if we get this membership, we cannot afford groceries for the rest of the week because I have to budget so carefully since we don't have a lot of money and the only luxury item I got this week was a new pillow because my old one is so flat, it's practically a sheet? Did you need to be told that THREE TIMES? After we already told two other people that?
Congratulations, asshole, you made my sister and I feel stupid and unimportant and invisible, and then you compounded the injury with your shocked hurt and outrage that we were so mean to you after you wouldn't shut the fuck up and leave us alone when we politely asked you to. Thanks for making us feel useless and mean, that's exactly the feeling we wanted when we walked into the store to buy our groceries for the week.
This has been the perfect end to an utterly shitty week. I'm going to go finish up the household chores and then watch as much NCIS as possible to make me forget that people can be stupid and thoughtless and utterly enraging without even the most minimal of efforts.
I. they. what. I don't even have the words.
I wish we knew who did it because I would've had no problems reporting those fuckers for writing racial slurs on someone's private property. The most we could do was wipe off that awful word so that the people in the car wouldn't have to ever know that someone was racist and vile enough to write it on their car window.
We tell him this three times. Three times of politely explaining that we cannot get the membership right now, we cannot afford it right now, we might come back later on and get it when we have the money for it, and each time, every single goddamn time, he ignores what we say and offers to do a comparison price check because we'll save 2% off our bill every time we shop here, and on and on and fucking ON. We are unfailingly polite, we are calm, we give him valid reasons why we cannot pay for a $99 membership right now when the entire economy is in a recession and none of our jobs are really as secure as we'd like them to be.
Finally, after the fourth time he dismisses our reasoning with a "But you'll save this much money," my sister finally snaps and says, "Okay, that's enough, you're being pushy." AND HE STILL CONTINUED HIS SALES SCRIPT. Aggravated beyond belief, she shushes him and says again, "That's enough." And he gets this wounded look on his face and says petulantly, "A little respect, you know?"
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You know what would've made us give you that respect, you bag of douche? IF YOU HAD FUCKING LISTENED TO US AND STOPPED YOUR SALES PITCH THE FIRST TIME WE SAID WE DIDN'T WANT IT NOW. We told you three times that we could not get it right now because we could not afford it, but we were thinking of getting it in the future, and you talked over us as if everything we said had no value whatsoever. What on earth makes you think that we will ever, EVER, buy that membership now after you treated us, your customers, like nothing we said mattered in relation to your sales pitch? Did you really think that harassing us while we were trying to pay for our groceries would make us give in and spend money that we didn't have to get this stupid membership? Did making my sister feel attacked, my sister who is the most easygoing person in the world and tries to never, ever yell at customer service people because she knows how tough their jobs are, did making her feel overwhelmed and attacked and harassed get you that sale that you were working so hard to get? Did you need to make us repeat, in public, three times that we simply do not have the money to get this membership? Do you know that if we get this membership, we cannot afford groceries for the rest of the week because I have to budget so carefully since we don't have a lot of money and the only luxury item I got this week was a new pillow because my old one is so flat, it's practically a sheet? Did you need to be told that THREE TIMES? After we already told two other people that?
Congratulations, asshole, you made my sister and I feel stupid and unimportant and invisible, and then you compounded the injury with your shocked hurt and outrage that we were so mean to you after you wouldn't shut the fuck up and leave us alone when we politely asked you to. Thanks for making us feel useless and mean, that's exactly the feeling we wanted when we walked into the store to buy our groceries for the week.
This has been the perfect end to an utterly shitty week. I'm going to go finish up the household chores and then watch as much NCIS as possible to make me forget that people can be stupid and thoughtless and utterly enraging without even the most minimal of efforts.