While I'm on a roll (or not - LOL)...
I go and get my lunch every Friday at the same place. It's a small market / grocery store close to my office and they make some kick-ass (although too meat-laden unless you remember to order the junior size) sandwiches.
And every Friday when I am there - generally between 12:15 and 12:45 no thanks to my horrific meeting schedule - I marvel at the retirees who are there doing their weekly grocery shopping at that time. Here's the thing. This is a freakin' store that's known across that small town for its sandwiches. The only other sandwich shop in the area in Subway and, while I love Subway myself, you can't eat that stuff every day! So come on - grocery shop at 10:30 or 1:30. But 12:35????
To add insult to injury, in addition to my marveling at these people putting themselves through waiting in a line of 14 corporate suits needing sandwiches asap, I marvel more at those grocery shoppers who decide they shouldn't have to wait in line - and therefore don't.
You read that right. 65-ish year old men and women cutting in line because they need their 8 slices of olive loaf and you bet your ass they won't wait for my slightly out of shape 36 year old body to get her turkey and cheddar on pumpernickel. This happens to me - EASY - at least once a month, which is quite the statistic if you think about it - I only go there 4 or 5 times a month.
I am flabberghasted by these people. They will blantantly ignore the line of people waiting - which lines up the same way every.fucking.day and go to the other end of the deli counter and attempt to place their order.
The last person to (try to) do this to me was a small old man, 75-ish and a good 5 inches shorter than my 5'8" i.e. nearly 6' in my heels self.
He sidled up to me - bypassing the entire line by the way - and started ordering from the young kid who was attempting to help me. And you guessed it, he wanted an eighth (REALLY) of a pound of the cheapest, grayest looking ham they had. Give me a fucking break buddy. I don't give a rat's ass how old you are or how busy you are, I'm fucking next in line. The poor kid trying to wait on me looked perplexed but, to his credit, said "I'm sorry sir, but this woman has been waiting - the line is there" and pointed. Said old man actually continued ordering - are you fucking kidding me - so I shrugged and just said "Go ahead".
There is some irony in this. I have had people of the generation prior to me - and I am of the so-called Gen X - refer to my generation as selfish and rude and spoiled - and we sure as hell are. But uhm...the sense of entitlement rolls across generations...I don't think it's generation-specific, in fact; I think it's personality-specific.
So to that short-ass little man - you are fucking rude you jackass. How about you buy your fucking gray ham NOT during our lunch hour next time, so that the deli counter will have no line, and you won't come off as a rude prick by cutting 12 people in line. Jackass.
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