:: Electric Psychedelic Pussycat Swinger's Club ::

:: Wednesday, September 01, 2004 ::

off my chest

Some random shit i've thought about over the past few days:

I hate it when people don't wait for you to exit before entering the subway. Where the fuck is the fire? You really want to secure a seat THAT bad that you can't extend the common courtesy of letting people off first instead of pushing your way through just to get a seat? Courtesy aside, it's simply just illogical to not wait until everyone's off before entering any moving object, be it subway, elevator, or bus.

While we're on the topic of subways, it also bugs the shit outa me when people plop down and take a seat right on the stairs, or stand and talk right at the top of a stairway when people are trying to make their way through. Are you so engulfed in conversation that you don't notice the hundreds of people trying to make their way around you? Wake up, fuck-faces.

The highlight of the Republican National Convention here in NYC came in the form of Arnold Schwarzenegger's speech last night. Did anyone catch this? Height of hilarities I tell you! "And to all you critics of the U.S. economy, I say, 'stop being such economic girly men'". You had to be knocking back a few brews with us to appreciate the Arnold Humor and the contemporaneous sad state of American political affairs. Arnold - governor of my home state of California. It's as if the allies never won WWII.

Our shitty school started requiring students to show IDs before allowing you to pass. Security reasons, I can understand. But if you're going to enforce this at least be consistent. Don't let some white chick who simply smiles and nods walk straight through, then stop a black guy immediately behind her and ask him if he goes to this school. Racial profiling... at law school. It rocks! And they said it couldn't happen.

And then there's the customer service in this city. I've had it. Earlier this week I stopped into a Dunkin Donuts and ordered a medium iced coffee. "Will there be anything else?", the minimum wage earning african-american teenager asks behind the counter. I pause for a moment and respond 'no'. Five seconds later I say, "wait, can you add a donut to that order?", to which she nods in acknowledgement. When the other cashier notices my order, she asks her semi-quietly why she didn't just give me the combo. Being the cheap bastard that I am, I immediately inquire about said combo to which she responds by informing me that it's too late (even though I haven't paid yet nor had she set off to make my drink) and that she already asked me if there was anything else. Pondering the absurdity of this, I asked her how it could be too late when i could just cancel my order and leave. Wouldn't she have to clear the order anyway?

Bottomline was that I would have paid a measely dollar less (and gained an extra donut), but it was the principle (Yes, I possess jew-like qualities). Why couldn't she simply change my order? There was no one behind me and it became apparent that homegirl was power trippin' ova her Dunkin Donuts cashier authoritah.

"Well where IS your manager? Can't you just get him to change it?", to which bitch responds again that she's not a manager and ONCE AGAIN relayed to me the fact that she already asked me if there was anything else. (Gee, I didn't know orders at a donut shop, where all your donuts are pre-made and have been sitting around for 24 hours, were written in stone.)

oh no she didn't

It took the manager like 5 seconds to change the order, and he even asked her why she didn't just change it herself! Now the reason I mentioned the ethnicity of this cashier is not irrelevant. I'm stereotyping here, but it seems every time I have run-ins with customer service reps with attitude in this city is when i'm dealing with young puerto rican chicks or black chicks. Black dudes are coo, they don't seem to really care either way. Must be all that weed and malt liquor they drink. Plus, I'm sure you take life less seriously when you can jump higher than everyone else and have ginormous cocks.

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