Friday, December 17, 2010

This must be said

I hate stupid people.

If there is one difficulty in my life that I hate the most, it is my high exposure to the lowest common denominator of intelligence on an almost daily basis. Social mores and common courtesy are the only things that keep me from bursting out and yelling at them to explain how the darwinistic concept of "survival of the fittest" has been unraveled by their very existence and how they have been allowed to multiply and overrun our society.

The letter of the law also prevents me from introducing the bottom of my boot to the front of their slack jawed, cross eyed faces when they are being particularly offensive in just their mere presence.

For example: today while on a visit to a Toys R Us, a man who by his very appearance screamed "ass backwards moron" wandered into the game section and immediately started into how much he loved his iPad and how he pissed off someone by wasting his rent money on it. I tried to break away, but he had already set his tractor beam and followed me EVERYWHERE asking me several annoying questions about my employer. I did my best to deflect his lunacy with empty stares and one word answers, but apparently he took my ignorance of him as some sort of challenge.

So upon realizing this was clearly a no win situation using logic, I finally got fed up and looked him in the eye and told him, "Look buddy, I work for the marketing department. I cannot help you 'find a display at a store that is closing down' so you can turn around and sell it on eBay. I cannot answer your questions about things that do not EXIST yet. I am here to help sell stuff to people and you ARE GETTING IN THE WAY OF MY WORK. Take your iPad and show it off to someone who has time to waste" The fact I did not swear throughout that short browbeating was a testament to my being "on the clock".

The fact that me punching him would have made me the bad guy and sent me to jail makes me even more angry.

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Saturday, December 4, 2010

Multiple Motivations

As you can tell from my background photo, one of the major motivations of this small exercise is the character of Spider Jerusalem from the graphic novel Transmetropolitan. http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Spider_Jerusalem (if you need to do some research.)
In short, a futuristic version of Hunter S. Thompson that REALLY hates the world.

There has also been another major influence recently to the angered approach I am taking to this blog. I have been on a nearly daily marathon of watching House MD on DVD. Dr. House's cynical manner in which he treats everyone is fascinating to me and has made me reflect on how I go about with dealing with people who frustrate or annoy me. Now I am not going to go out and be a total asshole to every person I encounter mind you, BUT there have been a few situations recently where I have responded to dumb people in a very House-like manner. The scary thing about it is that is has been kinda fun...

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Thursday, December 2, 2010

Why Anger and not Understanding

My job exposes me to all sorts of people in our society. Each day it makes me hate the world more. Watching the stupid go about their day in big box retail stores destroy themselves slowly is amazing and disgusting at the same time. Similar to watching a car accident or a train wreck, you know you should not watch but cannot tear your eyes away. AND i HATE it.

Why hate? Why not be positive and try to help the world like an annoying hippie? While I do consider myself a fundamentally decent person and I don't go out of my way to be evil, I feel that this environment that I am exposed to has broken me into a cynical man when I deal with the stupid. My expectations are so low, that when I do find someone with a measure of intelligence it is akin to finding the damn Ark of the Covenant. BUT when I come across someone truly ignorant and incompetent, it now stokes a fire of anger mixed with sarcasm that often I must hold back and occasionally leaks out in snide remarks or the recent #iHATEitHERE posts on Facebook.

Thanks to the holiday season the odds of running into these type of people has increased exponentially, much to my annoyance but it may benefit any of you who choose to read this blog and find amusement here. We will see where this goes.

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Trying this again, but with more anger

This is my third attempt at cracking the blogosphere with periodic posts that require more than the space allowed by FAILbook and the 140 character impotence of Twitter. I would always attempt to make each post worthwhile and an extensive enjoyable read. This was purely textual masturbation. I would pour hours into each of those posts and eventually began to dread the task of writing. I am not a natural writer as many of my friends are, but I can capably come up with humorous bullshit at the expense of my own life experiences. These are the types of posts that will end up here. Now all I have to do is go back to all my angry posts from FAILbook that were the genesis of this new endeavor. I make no guarantee of frequency and/or quality of these posts.

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