6/10/2007
Things I Shouldn't Say.
I'm sort of an asshole, as you well know. I think terrible things about people all the time. Unlike a the majority of jerks in this country, I have enough sense of decorum to hold my tongue. Sometimes I don't even have to try to be hateful and misanthropic.
Here's an example:
[sporty, bourg-y, 30ish couple is buying food at the counter]That's who I am. It honestly was the FIRST thing that popped into my head.
MAN: Well, we're buying this food for our friends.
WOMAN: Yeah, they're too tired to cook right now, they just had a baby.
ME: [in my head] On purpose?
I love my job however, so I didn't say it out loud.
ME: [out loud] Oh really, boy or a girl?It goes on from there, but the rest is unimportant. I'm sure you know how Megan and I feel about children, especially having them. We think it's the most disgusting, barbaric, horrid act on the face of the earth. Additionally, it's the most damaging and negative thing a person can do for the planet. In the third part, how can you possibly so selfish as to deliberately create a new baby in a world where literally thousands of children are euthanised every day in orphanages? It's amazingly irresponsible.
WOMAN: A girl. They named it Madison.
ME: [in my head] How revolting.
ME: [out loud] That's great. It sure is nice of you guys to take them some food. Have you tried the quinoa?
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Bonus Post!
You also know that I hate the fucking Beatles. The cable radio station in the store has been set on "60's" or what-the-fuck-ever for about a week. I've head Magical Mystery Tour about a jillion times, and everytime I hear it I hate it even more. I don't understand the Beatles. I know their lyrics "changed the lives" of my parent's generation, but I think they're total nonsense. Anyone who says the Beach Boys aren't better is a turd, a dumb-bell, and a toot-burger.
Brian, Dennis and Carl rule, John and Paul drool.