Lately, I've grown more and more tired of people. It just seems like people today are so ridiculously stupid. Not only that, they don't know how stupid the things they do and say sound.
This strong feeling of hatred I am beginning to experience is based on the kind of people I see and work with at the liquor store I work at. I mean sure, I see and interact with plenty of intelligent people and actually have conversations with them about what ever may come up. I guess I'm not entirely saying people I interact with that don't fit in the previous group are stupid by any means. However, some of them are, others are lazy, and more yet are just annoying. I'm rambling too much about people tonight, but I am in a rather hateful mood.
There have always been people that just push my buttons, but being the mellow person I am I usually just shake it off and smile until that person is out of sight and then explode. This will soon change if people don't change. I mean, a guy can only take so much, right?
I'll throw an example out there of people that just really push my buttons. There is an older lady, comes in just about every day and buys a 6 pack of beer. She's nice enough. It's not that she's rude that pushes my buttons. What really angers me is the fact that I watch her walk back and forth from her apartment across the street to the bar next door at least 6 times every day. Once she gets her fill of free drinks over there, she walks into the liquor store and tells me to get the 6 pack for her. Okay, I'm not a major dick and going to get upset to an older woman for asking me to grab beer for her, but after she pays, she takes the beer, walks back to her apartment, and then usually goes back to the bar. This lady has to walk at least 20 blocks back and forth from the bar to her apartment every day, and she can't walk 10 more feet to grab her own beer?
Maybe that does make me sound like a dick, but that's fine. Think whatever you want. The way I feel though, if you're going to drink beer, you should be able to get it and carry it yourself.
That's just one example of something that "grinds my gears" I suppose would be a good way to say it.
The biggest thing, and when I say biggest, I mean biggest, problem I have with people is one of my coworkers. Won't mention names, but if he were to read this, he would know who I'm talking about. This guy is by far the most worthless and lazy person I have ever worked with, if not met in my life. We all have certain things we're supposed to do every night to close up like mopping, sweeping, stocking the cooler, etc. He usually doesn't even get out of his chair unless he absolutely has to. This normally wouldn't bother me, be lazy if you want, but when I have to work after him and spend an hour or two doing the work that he should have already done, I have a problem with that. For example, we got a liquor truck in last Friday, 304 cases worth of liquor. After working the night shift and putting most of the cases away, there were about 80 cases to put away that Saturday. This coworker worked the morning shift Saturday, about seven and a half hours. When I came in at 4:30, there were 70 cases left yet to be put away. In conclusion, I put away 70 cases of liquor in the same amount of time it took him to put away 10 cases, and probably had twice the customers.
I know this is getting kind of long, but I am just absolutely pissed that I am forced to work with this waste of space and need to say something before I snap, even if I am just typing it out on here.
I don't know what it is about some people, maybe it's just how they were raised. However, the way I was raised was to work as hard as you can and you will be rewarded. I don't understand why this worthless, lazy, and rude child is being rewarded with the same pay that I get when he does a fourth of the work I do.
Maybe one day, hopefully very soon, he will get what he deserves, and I will get what I deserve. Until then, I will try my hardest not to verbally or physically harm anyone (harder than you think some days).
This is definitely my longest post thus far, but I feel much better expressing my frustrations and I know there are plenty of you out there that can relate.
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