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Day of the A-holes

Not sure what’s up with today, but it sure has brought out some very unthoughtful, angry, and down right despicable people.

Drive to work

On our way to work this morning, we pull out of our street and proceed up to an All-Way stop, where there will soon be a red light when the construction is finished. There was a guy on a Harley behind us, they’re crazy enough to ride year-round, and pulling through the stop, he does what they all do, ride your butt. As we approached the next stop light, he cuts through the median to get into the turn lane that is further down the road, and cut us off. There’s not many times that I feel that it’s appropriate to lay on the horn, but this was one of them. Annoyed by the horn, he starts kicking his left foot trying to land on the kick-stand so that he can get off his bike. Now mind you, this is one of your typical Harley guys, which by no means intimidate me whatsoever. I’m not sure why, but when you get a Harley, you instantly become a bad-a, or at least that’s what the majority of the riders believe. They’re usually big, hairy, foul-mouthed, etc., but I’ll still stand my ground with them instead of cower. He walks back, is shorter than me, and in the goofiest voice ever, we have the following short conversation.

• Biker: Is there a problem?
• Chase: Yeah, didn’t you see the yellow line? You went straight through it and tried to pass me.
• Biker: You tried cut me off, d*ckhead.
• Chase: Why don’t you learn how to drive?!

Nevertheless, his idiotic move caused him to miss his green light and have to wait a few minutes for another one. I can’t wait to run into him again though, I’m going to lay on the horn behind him, idiot!

KFC

We’re at KFC for lunch, waiting on our order to be prepared. KFC is NEVER busy, and usually just have a few employees staffed at a time. This elderly man comes in at a time when one girl is refilling the buffet, and the other is fixing another person’s order. After standing at the counter for maybe a minute, he yells:

• Old man: If you’re not gonna take my order, I’m just gonna leave! You need to get someone working in here!

Way to go sir, you just made yourself look like complete idiot. Would I serve you food if you were to come in there again? Heck no, I’d throw whatever you ordered right in your face. Don’t come into a place and start yelling like an idiot, even if you obviously are. That’s not how you get respect, and absolutely not how you get service.

Apparently having that many run-ins with despicable people make it seem like it’s bringing that side out in me. But this is just a very isolated case.