It's been a while since I've chosen to vent my angry feelings, as most things have no pissed me off. That time has passed and now it's time to unleash my rage.
Okay, first in line to get sniped, Albertsons; my place of employment. I hate all you customers. Period. No matter how nice I seem to be to you, or how friendly I might seem, I absolutely, positively despise your very existence. First of all, you act as if I'm some sort of servant, put on this earth only to mop up your mess. I am NOT a Serf. You are probably one of those fat customers that has eaten themselves crippled. You disgust me. I have to regain my stomach consistency from the mere sight of you. I don't like you, or your crying children. Learn to parent! If your kid is crying and won't be silent, take him/her to the car! Don't make everyone else suffer through their wailing because every single person within "The Whine Radius" is thinking "Shut the FUCK up!!!". And we all know it, too, even if we don't admit it.
Second, fellow employess of Albertsons. Help your co-worker, damn it! Every time there is work to be done, there is always some poor sod that has to do it all for "the love of the business". Most of the time it ends up being me because I'm a nice guy, when I'm in a good mood. SO maybe, Ladies, you could stop flirting with the Coke delivery man and actually help for once in your miserable lives. I know it's a difficult task considering you wanna hook up with such a "money maker" with his eight dollar an hour job. I mean, wowee wow wow! That's almost a whole dollar more than you make an hour! Who WOULDN'T want a provider like that?
Thirdly, Bosses of Employees. Don't try to make us work harder by promising us trivial rewards or titles. Try a more traditional approach; money. Cold hard mullah, $$$, you know? The stuff you get for watching us work? I fi was rewarded with a higher wage pay based on my work ethic, not how many days I've spent rotting at that job, I might be a little more motivated to actually do some quality work.
Fourthly, girls that come into Albertsons. What the fuck? Most of you I can't even legally flirt with while I'm talking to you. Either you are married to the biggest gorilla I've ever seen (Which I still need to ask if he needs help out ot his car), you are Twenty-Six months pregenant with 3 little ones swarming the area like rabid dogs, or you are fucking Thirteen years old and look like a damn Twenty-One year old! I mean what the hell, don't screw with me, or other guys, like that! Act your damn age!
Ah, now that my work has been dealt with for now, time to turn to relationships. If you have read my last rant, I wasn't too keen to them before, and today is no exception. Listen relationship people. I understand that you need yoru alone time, but don't invite me to hang out and then in the middle of it try to A) make your alone time include me being near by, B) ditching me to have
your along time, or C) barging into a hang out time with two friends so you can have your alone time. I understand you need/want it, but be a little more considerate of other people's (Your friend's, hint hint) feelings, aside from your own. It's selfish, no other way to say it.
I think I have ventilated plenty. Rage is gone. I can tolerate humanity once more.
-Jordan
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In small addition to Jordan's post, I whole-heartedly agree with all this. All you slack-off twad wads need to get off your lazy ass and help your fellow Co-workers, friends, family, and any other human being that needs aid. We're not animals, we were given common fucking curtousy for a reason. Learn to use it. Side note, if you have a boyfriend and are clinging on to them for dear life, I suggest you end it now. No relationship will ever grow with two fuckers cluthing to each other as if the world were about to end. The only thing that will come of it is a broken relationship and a shattered friendship after the inevitable break-up. Disagree if you want, you know deep in your heart that the more you pull to keep someone (even if there's no threat of losing them), the more you're pushing them away. Ditch the hormones and the clinginess. If you want a meaningful, lasting relationship, become friends, THEN lovers. And never leave your friends behind. Because after the tears are mopped up, the hearts are sewn back together, and the lives rebuilt, there's only going to be one person (or a few, in some cases) that is going to stand beside you and stay with you. Wanna know who it is? I'll give you a hint, it won't be your ex-boyfriend/ex-girlfriend.
Take the hint... don't abandon your friends for "puppy love" and hormones.
-KitRant