I think I have lost any faith I've ever had in humanity.
This was my experience Saturday night.
The boy and I were headed out to the beach and decided to go ahead and stop at Albertson's to get beer, because in Pinellas they stop selling at midnight. We get it, it's about 11:55pm, and get in line. There are 2 people ahead of us. The 2 checking out were arguing back and forth with the clerk because DOG WATER wasn't eligible for purchase with food stamps. DOG WATER, guys. With FOOD STAMPS???? C'mon now. There's reason #1 for said lost faith.
So while that whole ordeal was going on the boy and I were talking, not about anyone in line, but just talking. Then the commercial comes on over the intercom about "berries and cream" Dr. Pepper, and I go "berries and cream! berries and cream!" to mock that commercial with the dancing weird guy mainly because I know he hates it. As expected, he goes "I fucking hate that commercial." You know the one. It just so happens that right before I did that the other 2 in front of us, which just so happened to be 2 drunk-ass sorority chick wannabees, got crazy excited about peanut m&m's and thought that my berries and cream imitation was me mocking them, and his response was also directed at them. At which point they get waaaay confrontational, and begin stereotyping us because we're both pretty heavily modified, and started making shit up! Completely out of nowhere. They started saying that we were making fun of the way they were dressed, and started calling Steve an asshole, and all of this crazy, completely fake shit. One of them is like "I know you were making fun of me. I used to be punk rock too and when I was like you I used to make fun of people like me too. I used to have a 0g in my nose, and 00g in my ears. I even have stuff in my nipples!!!" Her friend is like "Show them your tattoo! Show them your tattoo!" Yeah. Like I fucking care. That, and from the sounds of it she was just pulling shit ot of her ass. Oh, and the tattoo was a tramp stamp. Huh. And the way they were dressed? I was wearing a white skirt and a green tank top. I was dressed as conventionally as they were, and Steve was wearing khaki shorts and a beach-y t-shirt. We were headed out to the beach for fuck's sake. So this harassment from them continued into the parking lot, and we just got in the truck and left. I just couldn't believe that these 2 were SO self-centered that they automaticaly assumed that everyone talking was talking about THEM. Kinda makes me sick. Especially considering that I go out of my way NOT to offend people. At all times, whether I know them or not. And that's reason #2.
Aaaand that's my rant. I hate people.
This was my experience Saturday night.
The boy and I were headed out to the beach and decided to go ahead and stop at Albertson's to get beer, because in Pinellas they stop selling at midnight. We get it, it's about 11:55pm, and get in line. There are 2 people ahead of us. The 2 checking out were arguing back and forth with the clerk because DOG WATER wasn't eligible for purchase with food stamps. DOG WATER, guys. With FOOD STAMPS???? C'mon now. There's reason #1 for said lost faith.
So while that whole ordeal was going on the boy and I were talking, not about anyone in line, but just talking. Then the commercial comes on over the intercom about "berries and cream" Dr. Pepper, and I go "berries and cream! berries and cream!" to mock that commercial with the dancing weird guy mainly because I know he hates it. As expected, he goes "I fucking hate that commercial." You know the one. It just so happens that right before I did that the other 2 in front of us, which just so happened to be 2 drunk-ass sorority chick wannabees, got crazy excited about peanut m&m's and thought that my berries and cream imitation was me mocking them, and his response was also directed at them. At which point they get waaaay confrontational, and begin stereotyping us because we're both pretty heavily modified, and started making shit up! Completely out of nowhere. They started saying that we were making fun of the way they were dressed, and started calling Steve an asshole, and all of this crazy, completely fake shit. One of them is like "I know you were making fun of me. I used to be punk rock too and when I was like you I used to make fun of people like me too. I used to have a 0g in my nose, and 00g in my ears. I even have stuff in my nipples!!!" Her friend is like "Show them your tattoo! Show them your tattoo!" Yeah. Like I fucking care. That, and from the sounds of it she was just pulling shit ot of her ass. Oh, and the tattoo was a tramp stamp. Huh. And the way they were dressed? I was wearing a white skirt and a green tank top. I was dressed as conventionally as they were, and Steve was wearing khaki shorts and a beach-y t-shirt. We were headed out to the beach for fuck's sake. So this harassment from them continued into the parking lot, and we just got in the truck and left. I just couldn't believe that these 2 were SO self-centered that they automaticaly assumed that everyone talking was talking about THEM. Kinda makes me sick. Especially considering that I go out of my way NOT to offend people. At all times, whether I know them or not. And that's reason #2.
Aaaand that's my rant. I hate people.
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But as always, you give us a great example of prejudiced loonies taking their fears out whenever something slightly confirms it... loonies!
Don't keep them in your head... it's not worth it!