116 Conformity Now!

Why cant the world submit to my hard-headed, sinful ways? Mrs. DeWitt has long heard me extoll the virtues of there being a Scott-DeWitt-only-lane on every road and highway. Shopping lanes do not cater to me and my fickle whims. I cannot begin to tell you how aggravating some of those unfeeling, ignorant people counting out pennies in walmart or some such place are. How dare they inconvenience me by delaying my egress?

I have sworn to myself that the next little old lady in line at the bank or old man at a gas station will have boot marks up their spine for the audacity of taking more than thirty seconds to do their business. What the hell are they thinking? Dont they know how important it is that I be allowed to hurry up and get home to my tv and xbox? Damned inconsiderate if you ask me.

I have stared in awe at the obvious slight to my importance, when getting ready to leave the grocery store and everyone within sight, obviously watching my movements for the slightest hint that I'm done, rush to the 2 available cashiers and jam the lines. They obviously prowl the aisles in concert, not unlike sharks waiting for an opening, they look for a sign of weakness and move in to pile their worthless garnerings on the conveyor belts and thereby cause me to puff and fidget loudly while I waste my precious time on them.

Dont get me started about buying stamps and Dairy Mart not keeping cherry-vanilla Dr. Pepper. Bastards.

On a serious note, I have observed most of the above frustrations or experienced them myself while about my daily ramblings. I am not a patient person in some respects, but it has always amazed me what some folks will say and do when they become enraged at something so small. You know? The guy/girl who is smoking/texting/talking and riding your bumper, waits their chance and then passes you and turns off in about a half a mile or so. Those kind of people. The foot-tapper at the quick stop who cant get their beer/cigarrettes/lottery tickets fast enough. The lady in the "fast food" (how many of them are actually fast?) line that orders enough food for 37 and a half people, but God-forbid she has to sit more than 20 seconds to get it.

Faster access to everything, increasing pressure at work, home and kids have led to some of the most awful road rage, line rage and downright rudeness that has ever been witnessed. Rich, poor, in-shape, out of shape, young, old....it has come from every corner of our society. I have seen people from all segments of our society display rage at the most inoccuous things.

I would like to say first that I hold myself accountable when I do it. If I dont, Roz does. That being said, I think people let themselves become so stressed, sometimes for fear of being ostracized in one way or another, that the rage, fear and depression present themselves at these smallest of transgressions in their daily life. They dont want to be "that guy" at work, they dont want to be the "crazy lady" in the neighborhood or the person that speaks their mind, thereby pissing off others when they voice their concerns or their morals. So, Granny at the gas-pump pays the price.

I know my kids would tell you that I spout off immediately when I experience something that I perceive as "not-right". I suppose it would partly help if people would get things off their chest immediately (depending on the situation) and learn to deal with each other without fists or bullets flying. This is one subject I probably shouldnt have an opinion on, but it's been eating at me. I'm not sure what else to say on the matter, except that I know the "brotherly love" thing will never fly. I know a little about human nature, even though I'm a little jaded in thinking that most people are okay.

Either approach life like everyone's your friend until proven otherwise or everyone's out to get you. How lonely you must be right now if that is your choice. I think you're blinded, I think the rage is unwarranted and you need to re-evaluate yourself and I really wish you'd hurry up and do it because you're irritating me....

In closing, I would like to say that I realize a nasty aspect of human nature is greed. Greed in wanting your way, on your time, by your standards. I get it... really. I dont agree, but I get it. There will always be hate in this world, but this kind of anger is avoidable. Grit your teeth and let it out at an appropriate time, buy a punching bag or knit a sweater. Find a way to be tactful when someone is being truly inconsiderate. Whatever you have to do. Now, if you dont mind, quit monopolizing my time, I have ice cream melting beside me...dammit.