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It pays to do a good deed, my friends. I went to the Big Chain Videostore to pick up a movie or two, right? I had like this pounding headache I've had for several days, but I'm trying to think past it anyway, and I get up to the register to pay for my movie, and the CSR is being a little smarmy and "hello there, ma'am, how are you today" with the dumb jokes and stuff, but I'm trying not to be snappish, because I already loudly snapped "child" when this big honkin' kid running from his friend slammed into me, and he looked so sorry and apologized, that I felt really mean and told him no, I was sorry, I had a headache and I took it out on him. He was really rude, and old enough to know better, but I still felt bad, because I spoke pretty sharply to him. But I musta put the fear of god into this CSR, because he was all ingratiating after that. So, he rings up my movie and the game I got, and it turned out my free rental card wasn't good for the game, which was kind of a bummer, but I'd gotten a free rental on the movie, so I figure oh well, pay the man and go home. And he's all apologetic about that too, and I'm like dude, it's fine, here's my check. But while we've been trying to conduct this little transaction, this shaved head asshole all short guy attitude elbows ahead of the guy next to me and demands of the kid running that register where is a certain movie. The kid says it isn't out yet, and the man gets hyper snippy and demandy all over his ass, all loud and belligerent and "let's step outside right now". I wasn't paying more than vague attention, because as I said, I had the headache from hell and was working really hard just to process what was going on on *my* side of the little checkout sales barrier. But the whole thing boiled down to why the hell isn't the movie out and when will it be out, and the guy next to me keeps getting louder, and when the kid tells him what date it's out, he calls the kid rude and some other stuff, so that I want to turn around and tell this asshole in no uncertain terms what a fucking piece of shit he is, but I look over the barrier, and he's about as tall as I am, with this look on his face that says "just fucking try it, I am not above slugging any of you," and I figure I'd rather just not deal, so I don't say anything. He snaps a few other things, and I have to ask my guy to repeat himself, and I'm trying to write my damn check, and the dickhead flounces off somewhere in there. I ask for the store manager, and my kid tells me it's the kid that was just getting yelled at, at the same time that kid says to me, "I am." So having worked for the Big Chain Video Store and knowing what schmucks run the company, I say to him I'd be happy to leave my name and number so that if his District Manager gets in his face, I can bear witness that the customer was the asshole, not the kid. He says thanks but it'll be okay. I start to ask my kid what the sales amount is again, and the dickhead returns to ask another question, still all bellicose and crappy, to the point that I set my pen down and wait for him to finish, literally biting my tongue not to tell him exactly what I think of him. I just look at the kid helping me, and he says to me again, "I'm sorry," and I snap. Long past caring at this point whether or not fuckhead hears me, I point at my guy and loudly bite out, "YOU don't owe me an apology." I point at the manager kid. "YOU don't owe me an apology." I point over the barrier in the general direction of the dick. "THAT ASSHOLE owes me an apology for being UNBELIEVABLY RUDE, but YOU don't owe me a damn thing. And he owes YOU an apology too." People froze and stared at me, but believe me, I was long past caring, at that point. The manager kid looks at the kid helping me and says "is that her check?" My kid nods yes, and he says "give it back to her." He looks at me and just says "thank you," and my kid gives it back and says thanks and merry Christmas, and I say wow, cool, thanks back atcha, and that was the end of that. But I got a free movie *and* a free game rental, and all I had to do was be human. Pretty cool, huh? :) As the Vineyard Turns Bygones. Say it ain't so, Sean - or, I Love It When Celebs Practice Politics *While I myself am rather pro-Palestinian, I do not preach a hatred of Israel. Maybe Sam doesn't either, but it sounds pretty intolerant when he holds forth on the subject. I can kind of understand that, given the state of things in that part of the world, so I'm not going to get into it. My point is merely that he isn't exactly unbiased or objective in his viewpoint(s). His writing isn't always even-handed either, which argumentative writing really needs to be, if you hope to sway people on the other side to your viewpoint. Or at least allow them to see it. Reason is far more effective than a baseball bat. I might be one to talk, but this is a stupid online diary, not a major article trying to pursuade people to see things my way. And frankly, I don't feel like putting that much work into this damn thing. I point out a few points, and you get it or you don't. I wish you'd get it, so I really should work harder, but the plain fact is that what I guess I really want is for people who see things the way I do to get off their asses and vote or do something to make a fricking difference. Sod the rest of the crowd. Bygones. The other guy who signs the press releases for the IPA is David Zupan, a 50-something "former English teacher turned peace activist" who seems to have a bone or two to pick with NATO. I guess you gotta have all kinds. The world would probably be terribly boring if everyone agreed. Not to mention that contradictory as it sounds, it probably wouldn't last as long. Think what it'd be like if everyone thought we should drill for oil wherever the hell we wanted and screw the consequences and environment. And you know, while I'm on this whole IPA thing, Mr. Husseini, the sanctions the UN imposed on Iraq did not hurt the Iraqi people. *Saddam Hussein* hurt the Iraqi people by refusing to comply with restrictions HE agreed to at the cessation of hostilities in Iraq. He withheld food and supplies from the Iraqi people when he let them mold in warehouses and sold them on the black market. The sanctions were employed to force him to cooperate with the conditions to which he agreed in order to end the Persian Gulf War. It was his choice to refuse cooperation and force the sanctions. So I'm sorry, but the UN and America hold no responsibility for that suffering, and you, sir, may kiss my ass. Most Interesting Search of the Day: Favorite Searches of the Day: Nosy Katie Doyle googlers: 4 That's it for me. Peace out, copyright 2002
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