Don't mess with me today. Seriously. I might snap.

"They're brainwashed - really! I saw it on Larry King!"

Apparently I'm really bitter today. About what, I don't know.

But I want to stuff something fluffy and white down those girls throats. You know the ones - those girls who talk with prissy, pretentious voices - who smirk at anyone unlike them - who state with authority they know the world is a certain way with their naive eyes wide and heads slightly cocked to one side. Yeah them.

Pardon this blog-therapy post. I just had to get it out or this library wouldn't only have those girls' voices quietly echoing through it, but also a wild librarian's rampaging scream while she jumped on the "reference" desk and began clawing her own face.

Thanks, I feel better now.

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On second thought. No. I don't feel any better. People are so rude! I just called to schedule picking up my U-Haul rental on Sunday. I have no clue how long it's going to take me. The guy on the phone had absolutely no patience. I was being nice. I was asking if it's better to say we'll be done with it after we're actually done with it. Like, say I'm scheduled to return it at 3, but we're actually done at 2. Fine. I guess maybe it is obvious that it's better, but he didn't even answer that question. He just stated that they have a tight schedule so we have to return it on time. No shit sherlock. But I WAS BEING NICE! AND HE WASN'T!

Being a nice person in the service industry makes me BOIL when other people in the service industry AREN'T!!!!

As much as I want those girls to shut up, it is so easy for me to smile and help them when they come to me. I enjoy trying to wield my power sword of knowledge over them and make them bow to me in gratitude. Okay, it's not really like that. But I like making people smile by being nice to them.

I do think I'm a good person. But sometimes people make me want to NOT be a good person.

Today blows already and it's only 9:30 am.