A random little rant...

All right everyone, give me 3 dollars. For what you ask? No reason. Just give it to me. It's just 3 dollars. It's not like it's a whole lot of money. Will it go to charity? Nope. I'll probably buy me some luxuries I want, though I do raise money for charity so if you want to donate to that too, go for it. Why should you just give me 3 dollars? Well, isn't that normal?

Confession: I'm obsessed with the breakfast burrito (add tomato, you have to add tomato) at McDonalds. Today I go through for my addiction, and I decide, since the hubs is home for once during breakfast, to get him a sausage egg mcmuffin ($2.75 before tax). When the woman handed me my bag with a half-assed fake smile, I knew right then she fucked up the order some how. People like that always fuck up the order.

So on my way out, I check the bag making people behind me honk at me because nobody stops in a parking lot. Sure enough, no Mcmuffin. So I then took my time clogging up the parking lot because people honked at me (never piss me off behind the wheel), and then I turned around, U-turn, off-roading a bit in the grass (which if you don't want me to drive crazy, don't honk at me), and I go back through. Yes, I could have parked and gotten out of the car and skipped the line inside because fuck ups do entitle you to skip the line, but then that defeats the purpose of driving through. You can't really skip line driving thru, so I wait for 3 cars. Pain in the ass right? Only if you have a life that day, and today I don't.

So I get up to the window (after explaining through the talker thingy), and the fake smile lady hands me a bag with another fake smile thanking me (she didn't recognize me from 5 minutes ago), and I look in the bag, and it's another breakfast burrito, with sauce, probably the guy behind me's order. I hand her back the bag and said, "It's supposed to be a sausage egg mcmuffin." She closes the window, fusses with other employees, like, "Where the fuck does she come up with a sausage egg mcmuffin?" Throwing things around like she gives up (thank God she didn't choose a career disarming bombs). Someone informs her that she forgot it earlier.

The thought of them giving the bag they just handed me that I just went through to the guy behind me was kind of grossing me out and pissing me off. Anyway, she hands me a bag with a McMuffin, finally, and this time, no smile. Grumpy face. "Sorry." Like her mommy made her apologize to a kid she doesn't like.

Now, I forget things. You can call me Ms. Forgetfulson. I forget almost everything. I totally get that other people do. I totally get that maybe she was up all night with a sick kid or arguing with an asshole boyfriend and work just wasn't something she really wanted to do today. I get all that. I don't care if she forgets. I don't care if they fuck up. We are all entitled to that. But own it.

How hard is it to sincerely apologize? Eye contact with that little, "I'm so sorry," with that sound in your voice that you truly are because you are aware I just had to take an extra few minutes from my day to help remedy your fuck up, minutes you get paid for that I don't... No, instead, I'm treated like I'm Satan walking in on sacred ground, like I'm the one who fucked up, like I'm the pain the ass, and McDonalds is totally entitled to my money without supplying the promised goods. You would think at their wages they would know the value of a dollar and why some people are not really wanting to donate to a for-profit organization.

Had McDonalds said, "Okay guys, we are taking 3 dollars out of each of your pay checks just because we forgot to give it to you," the same people who expect us to just give them 3 bucks for the hell of it, who probably make up only a small percentage of the McDonald workforce, would be pissed. Some would probably quit. Others might start a movement to Occupy McDonalds. It would make national news.

It would be one thing if this was the only time that's ever happened to me. No, this story is pretty much one that repeats itself, and I'm in a small town where the fuckups are less often than they are in the major cities. I would fucking lose my shit Joe Pesci style on a daily basis if I lived in a city.

So the fact that I did not just bitch slap some fake smiled bitch with a breakfast burrito through the drive through window this morning, seriously, McDonalds should give me a cookie, a chocolate chip cookie.

Road Rage Stupid People

I posted this as a status on my friend's Facebook page (where I admin) called, "Oh No! Did I Offend You?" Anyway, I realized it was long enough to be a blog post, so I decided to post it here too.

I know there are people who drive when they shouldn't be driving and they have no choice because shit has to get done, no excuses. There have been times where I drove after not sleeping for a few days with a migraine that will knock you on your ass harder than labor pains, and, while I know some of you may argue this, but if you were to witness my superb driving skills under those conditions with

kids screaming and fighting in the back seat, the fact that I haven't gotten into an accident would be enough to make an atheist believe in some higher, unseen power. I don't usually get road rage anymore because of it. I just assume people are too medicated or too tired or just having a shitty day when they drive like shit. But there are just some things that people do that defy all forms of logic.

Today, I was turning left. The green arrow lights up. 5 cars decide to run the red light in my way. I yielded like any normal person would do. Well the bitch behind me wasn't normal. She kept honking at me to go, like I'm supposed to drive into people just because the fucking traffic light gods said it's our right of way. Now that, pisses me off, like I think about how people like her are the reason car insurance rates are high, and then I get into a union "They took our jobs" mentality. I took forever to make my left hand turn out of spite, and I should have kept my happy ass sitting through another cycle of lights making everyone behind me wait because of one cunt-hole bitch.

But then, later, I'm driving through road work, and I see this car on the wrong side of the cones coming at me, like I, and 4 other people, had to drive into the shoulder to let her through, and we were on a bridge. The car, first I see the handicapped thing in the mirror, and then I see the old gray-haired woman driving hunched over all up in her windshield looking pissed that we are in her way like we are all doing something wrong. Now that, it didn't piss me off. Old people, as shitty as they drive, they don't wreck as often, and when they do, the damage is usually pretty minimal, especially in comparison to my age group. Yes she was driving on the wrong side of the road, but she was going so freaking slow, we all had time to prevent an accident.

Either way, the whole experience...To quote the great Patrick Star, "Dumb people are blissfully unaware of how dumb they really are."