Let's Send Positive Thoughts His Way
When I went for my walk this morning, I stopped at a little french bakery looking to treat myself for those 5 miles I was just about to finish. I got my yummy and sat down at one of the tables right next to this guy who I had taken care of at my last job. He was unforgettable.
Here's the short version: He came to my desk reeking of a discontented and rotten attitude. I first tried to humor him with my charm. That, it was quickly apparent, wasn’t going to work at all. He was just plain rude…and mean. And probably psycho.
He complained about EVERYTHING and I don’t mean the normal exasperated and frustrated complaining of the average person. I can usually have them laughing and eating out of my hand within a few minutes. This guy was hardcore unhappy. Deep down. Even my manager kept a close eye on this guy. Perhaps she feared for my life. Or his.
He ranted and raved about the price of this and the procedure for that. He said he was a combat veteran so shouldn’t he get a break. When that didn’t work he went on to tell me…LOUDLY…how much cheaper everything is in West Virginia. Then I made the mistake of saying Virginia, leaving out the "west" part. He jumped all over me for that. I responded with the now popular catch-all phrase of “whatever”. I got the look of death for that one but by then I’d given up sending any “luv” to this dude.
He pronounced he was going to send some emails to the powers that be and a bill for his transaction to the state attorney general.
I wish I’d had a stamp. I would gladly have given it to him.
Really, you have to feel sorry for someone who is so horribly miserable and unhappy that they can come into a public facility and show their butt without any conscious awareness.
So as I tried to enjoy my tasty tidbit, I tried to ignore him but, true to form, he continued complaining about everything from the heat to the price of the french bakery goodies to the traffic to....who gives a flying rat's ass. (I didn't say that but I sure wanted to).
Thank the angels and the dragonflies and God and anyone else I can think of to thank that this guy did not recognize me. WHEW!
What a poor tortured soul.
Let's pray for him.
Here's the short version: He came to my desk reeking of a discontented and rotten attitude. I first tried to humor him with my charm. That, it was quickly apparent, wasn’t going to work at all. He was just plain rude…and mean. And probably psycho.
He complained about EVERYTHING and I don’t mean the normal exasperated and frustrated complaining of the average person. I can usually have them laughing and eating out of my hand within a few minutes. This guy was hardcore unhappy. Deep down. Even my manager kept a close eye on this guy. Perhaps she feared for my life. Or his.
He ranted and raved about the price of this and the procedure for that. He said he was a combat veteran so shouldn’t he get a break. When that didn’t work he went on to tell me…LOUDLY…how much cheaper everything is in West Virginia. Then I made the mistake of saying Virginia, leaving out the "west" part. He jumped all over me for that. I responded with the now popular catch-all phrase of “whatever”. I got the look of death for that one but by then I’d given up sending any “luv” to this dude.
He pronounced he was going to send some emails to the powers that be and a bill for his transaction to the state attorney general.
I wish I’d had a stamp. I would gladly have given it to him.
Really, you have to feel sorry for someone who is so horribly miserable and unhappy that they can come into a public facility and show their butt without any conscious awareness.
So as I tried to enjoy my tasty tidbit, I tried to ignore him but, true to form, he continued complaining about everything from the heat to the price of the french bakery goodies to the traffic to....who gives a flying rat's ass. (I didn't say that but I sure wanted to).
Thank the angels and the dragonflies and God and anyone else I can think of to thank that this guy did not recognize me. WHEW!
What a poor tortured soul.
Let's pray for him.
Progress is impossible without change and those who cannot change their minds cannot change anything.
A gigantic sunflower along my walk this morning
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