Ok, I know I get frustrated with the daily grind and such, but trust me, you don’t live in the community known as Marshfield.
In my line of work, I have to meet and greet the customer. If I take out their groceries, I have to engage in conversation, with a complete stranger, which I was taught against when I was little, especially by the Bearnstein Bears. 95% of the time the conversation turns to weather, which by the second customer get extremely old. Here is the low down. “Paper or plastic m’am/sir?”
“Where are my eggs and bread?”
And get this, this is the ONLY time they smile.
“Could I get help out dearie?”
And tha’ts it. Seriously. They commense to frowning and start it up.
“What a pretty day.”
“Yup, been this way all day.”
Silence for 6 minutes.
“Have a good one.”
(Usually no response/)
I HATE that, so much. That’s what I get. Flak. Ok, and others annoy me, but that’s for another entry.
Then there are people who go on and on about sexual relations, real or otherwise, ALL the time. When it gets on the subject of Erin and I, that’s when it gets annoying.
“Did you see your girlfriend last night, Al?”
(Random statement about “doing it” or “getting some”)
“No, we don’t do that sort of stuff, we respect each other more than that.”
Ok, I could go on and on, but in short, they don’t see things my way or respect it. Sex Sex Sex. That’s all that’s on their minds. I just don’t understand our society.
I was off for 3 days in a row last week. I was bombarded at work.
“Hey Al, we need paper towels. We told Ricky 2 day ago to fill it and he must have forgotten.”
“Um, so its been empty for 2 whole days?”
“Yeah, could you please fill it up?”
Ok, so I’m thinking, “Why didn’t they get a manager? Why didn’t they remind Ricky? Why did they wait 2 whole days for me to show up? Its stupid, that’s what! Ok, non work related stuff.
When I drive to Springfield, I notice on the interstate that 90% of the people who pass me are women with short hair. It makes me mad, when I am following the speed limit, and they aren’t. Mad, not road rage mad, but mad nonetheless. I always think of putting an LED marquee in the back of my car that would put in random phrases like, “I AM following the law!” or “If you are going past me, you are breaking the law.” “Tailgate me and you are responsible for damages and hospital bills.” “If I want to hear your music, I would be IN your car.”
At college, this guy drives a truck that has random phrases. Most of them involve slangs, offensive remarks, and cussing. It makes me mad. I lend people money. I lend my own friends money, and I never expect it back, mainly because they never return it.
Out of the people who voted in the ’04 elections, 75% are people who vote on “American Idol”. Isn’t it sad that pop culture is almost as important as our democracy? On the same line, how can a democracy work if most forms of free speech are not tolerated in the government houses? Sure there might be weapons of mass destruction in Iraq, but why do we come off as a “holier than thou” attitude. This is the same country that our forefathers strived for, founded on the basis of religious freedom, and now we are thinking of removing the words “Under God” in the pledge of allegiance. Most people who vote don’t know that there are 100 people in the senate, can name the three branches of government, or name the past 5 presidents in our nation’s history, or even name the first. The same nation who used to refuse any types of drug, alcohol, or gambling, now has problems with them. A nation who have riots on a daily basis, anywhere thinkable. Are we really hollier than thou?
It makes me sick.
Don’t get me wrong. Its not that I am not patriotic, but come on! Our nation’s decisions are made on an uninformed population!
The battle of the sexes annoys the heck out of me. Women can bash men all they want, but if the find out the guys say ONE thing about them, they will not rest until they find out what was said. Men and women need each other, I’ll admit that, but I wish there was not as many fights over stuff like this. Why can’t we cooperate after almost 3000 years in existence?
Why do people commit suicide? Why do people murder? Why do innocent people get in trouble when the evil ones go free? Why do stereotypes still exist? Why do news people mostly report on sadistic crimes? Why do groups like the KKK go unnoticed? Why is love supposed to be an automatic thing in families? Why do slackers get raises while hard workers get yelled at? Why does it feel like I am surrounded by people who are stupid or don’t know me?
I hate the fact that I have to ask these questions.
I wish I were born a hermit, I really do. Somedays, I wish I could just forget everyone and leave everything behind and be alone for the rest of my life. That would be so nice. Not worry about politics or society or stupid policies. Live on my own terms. I wish I could create my own world where only I could live and I could live by my rules. Just remove me from society. I wish that could be the case many days. I would just walk through nature, read the Bible, eat off the land, and just be at peace with MY world. I would LOVE that. No war, no famine, no people, no murder, no politics. Just me. Alone. Yes, I know I have said how I have longed for a companion in the past, how I did not want to be alone, but now I see how that may not have been a bad thing. Being alone can be a wonderful experience. Maybe that’s why I spend so much time alone in my room.
Don’t get me wrong. I am not in a bad mood or depressed or anything, I am just stating how I feel. I just feel there is so much injustice in the world. I wish there was a better way to solve everything, but as human population grows, our chances of peace dwindles. As population grows, IQ remains at a constant. I believe that innocence is proportional to hope. I also believe that age in disproportional to innocence. Year by year I lose hope for humanity. I personally believe it is beyond repair. Paradise is truly lost.
This is why I want to be a hermit.
The stupidity. The mendacity. The mediocrity. The perversity. The hopelessness. The guilty. The gullible. The idealists. The realists.
We all fall in at least one of these categories.
I would love to travel alone, because I don’t think that anyone else would want to, and if they did, I would be afraid the same problems would arise.
I’m sure I will do this again sometime
May God bless.