I was an Atomic Robot Jungle Vixen!

In the course of my job, I need to talk to the general public. You know what would make me truly happy? Not having to talk to the public at all. That would make me happy.
As anyone who has every had a job that brings them into contact with the public knows, the people are often stupid, rude, impatient, self-centered, and even more stupid. You try your best, talk to them with a smile in your voice, but it doesn't help. Whatever problems they're having in their pathetic little lives absolutely require them to take it out on you. They're not happy, so why should you be?
There are a few rays of sunshine who thankfully keep you from wanting to lay your head on a train track. Those people who appreciate you for the job you're doing, understand you're just a human being doing a job, and they treat you as such. It's a sad thing when it seems to be the exception when clients and customers treat you as a human being. I know being on the receiving end I try when I'm a client or customer I try to be pleasant with the employees I'm dealing with. It doesn't hurt me, and it's usually not their fault if there's a problem, and if it is, it's not like I've ever made a mistake. Hell, it's usually just the other customers and clients that piss me off anyway. The ones who seem to think they're the only ones deserving of any attention because they have busy, important lives and the world revolves around them. Fucking bastards. I only want to buy a newspaper. Check your own damned lottery numbers you lazy piece of shit.
Not you that's reading this, of course. I know you don't tie up a line like that.

posted by Tabby at 6/04/2004 08:16:00 a.m.

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