People Are A-Holes

What the hell was up everybody’s ass on the way home today? They were all jerks: cutting me off, pretending they were going to move out of the fast lane (should have: they were only going 60!) but then didn’t; wouldn’t let me in to the next lane.

Then Sophie begged me for pizza so I ordered some (also because I was starving, late getting out of work, and we had a picture appointment at church—I needed something quick & easy). I called my local Domino’s, from which I order weekly (sad but true) and they gave me the price $11 and some change. I said, “Do you have any coupons?” That’s what I say every time and because I am their VERY BEST customer (probably), they always give me one and I end up getting a large pepperoni for less than $9. Except for this time:
Steve, Domino’s jerk: What do you mean?
Me: Do you have any coupons?
Steve: That is the price of the pizza.
Me: I order from you guys weekly and usually you guys give me a coupon. I really don’t appreciate your attitude. Let me speak to your manager.
Domino’s Manager Lady: Hi, may I help you?
Me: Yes. I was just talking to Steve a minute ago and I simply asked him if he had any coupons and he acted like he didn’t know what I meant [basically I repeated everything said above, including the “order weekly” and “don’t appreciate the attitude”]
The manager lady was very apologetic and of course I got my pizza for $8.21.
When I went in to pick it up, there were only like three people working there, and the Manager Lady was the one helping me. Steve didn’t even have the balls to take my money, the little chicken shit. The manager lady was very apologetic again but I told her I’m in customer service (LIE) and that I would never talk to my customers like that. I believe it was Steve who looked up then from the phone order he was taking, probably being rude to another customer, but he didn’t—couldn’t look me in the eye.

I don’t know why this pissed me off so much other than nobody appreciates being treated like shit. In the scheme of life, it’s not the end of the world; I get that, but it still put me in a sour mood.

You know what else put me in a sour mood? I kind of got in a fight with a friend—don’t want to go into it but it was crappy. Trying to think of my next move, if any. I’m just not understanding anything right now. And then my stupid stupid friend Val acts like I’m not social just because I’m not constantly looking over my shoulder for “my mate” when we are out. No. Actually, I am just enjoying hanging out with my girl friend(s). Not the boy, not my friend, not the a-holes on the road, not jerky customer service people…

SIGH.

However, the good news is I get to see baby Daniel in exactly one week!

I probably just need to get laid. That’s usually what extreme crankiness indicates…