divinedebris:

Standing there behind that magical divider, the seemingly normal counter that acts a shut off valve for human courtesy and respect, and think fuck this customer.

It amazes me how something so ordinary can change a person’s behavior so swiftly. That counter coupled with my name, which is so lovingly on display on a piece of plastic attached to my shirt, seems to strip people of manners. Nary a “please” nor a “thank you” can be heard during these encounters. I’m being paid for a service. Is that why I feel so cheap, so disrespected, so used? This counter is not special. The name on this tag was printed with a label maker and can be cast off as quickly as you cast off your manners when talking to me.

I’ll admit it, at times I lose sleep over how much I hate people who shop where I work. Many times I’ve played scenarios where I finally snap and tell some old cunt where to shove her fucking crafting needs, jump that shitty counter and walk out of the store forever.

What is it about retail that makes people behave so poorly toward another human being? Not just retail but customer service positions in general. No, I really do want to know.

In my own way, I blame the bullshit “the customer is always right” that has come to life in the last few decades. In my experience, the customer is rarely right. More often than not, the customer is an asshole who needs to be sent to the corner for a time-out, for they act like children.  But that can’t be all there is to this depressing state of affairs. Being “right” doesn’t give someone the clearance to belittle someone else, does it?

Perhaps this approach to members of the customer service field can be applied to society as a whole. We now live in a time where people believe denying groups of other people their constitutional rights is perfectly acceptable. Worse yet, politicians run on platforms that promise to do just that.

Maybe it’s the myth about education making you better than someone else that could be found as the blame. I’m not talking about the bullshit that Romney threw at Obama about college elitism, mostly because Romney himself has degrees and is full of shit. I digress. Perhaps it is a form of elitism, because when someone stands on the customer side of the counter and talks down to me I fee like they’re judging me and my choices in life. It seems like it doesn’t matter if you’re some housewife, an executive who works 80+ hours a week or a personal trainer, you judge that person who is working food service or retail unfairly.

I wish my outrage had a direct, but perhaps that will be better left to another day.
Next chapter, the companies who treat the workers like shit.

faintheartednot:

thewinchesterswagger:

davestridersdirtydreams:

they should invent

a treadmill

with a laptop built in

and unless you were walking, the internet wouldn’t work

like you had to be walking on it, you can’t just trick it and stand on the sides

i would lose so much weight

and like if you wanted to download something you had to run

and the faster you ran, the faster it downloaded

I’d be the skinniest bitch in this world.

(via robotjennerator)

wake up in the morning feeling

like crap

like you want to do things you know you’ll regret

like you want to throw up so you suppress that urge with all your will

like someone who is definitely not p. diddy