PEOPLE

I've been a relatively good mood, until last night. I went to one of the bars where I'm somewhat a regular. I know that when the waitresses are busy, but when you walk by me and not even ask if I need another beer, that is ridiculous. I waited almost 15 minutes with an empty beer infront of me. I could understand if I was an ass towards them, but I tip well and treat everyone with respect. That's the last time I'll ever go there again, and I'll let others know not to go there either.

Then I went to my other favorite bar and everything was great as usual. I am smart when I go to this place though. Instead of sitting at a table, I sit at the bar. Carol, the bartender at that bar is incredible. She's hot, funny, and can keep up with business and still take time to visit. She knows my rule of only 3 beers a night, but she's one of the few that can talk me into more--I had 4 last night. The great thing is that she hardly ever charges me for all of my drinks. My tab last night was only $3. Got to love bars like that.

After that I went to the worst place to go shopping. I was wanting to buy a new microwave, so I went to the nearest Wal-Mart. I always go straight to the electronics department, but right when I get there, they tell me that it's closed. Ok, I can see that they may need to do somethings like that from time to time, but I was planning on buy some things in that department. I then limp over to the housewares department and grab a microwave off the shelves. I throw it up on my shoulder and make my way towards the cashiers. I hobble over there and realize that I need to get some popcorn. I grab that and then get into line at the cashiers. I have people with credit card problems, too many items for the express lane and just general idiots. I see another line open and ask the cashier if she was open. She said she was. Just as I get over there one of the rudest people rushes into line in front of me. This woman wasn't even in line and she claims that her basket was "holding" her place in line, but she was nowhere to be seen when I walked over. She proceeds to put all of her things on the belt and then has the never to ask me if I want to put my things on her "buggy" so I don't have to carry them anymore. I just look at her and say that this is ridiculous. I put my stuff on the floor right there and walk off. The cashier and the woman who was finishing her transaction then proceed to tell that woman that I was next and not her. I then proceed to limp off to my car and realize that I will NEVER give them my business EVER again.

I finally realize that the American people are rude, crass, and worthy of anything that comes their way. I myself am an American by choice, but a Texan by birth. I just wish that my 5 year plan would happen quicker, so I can get the hell out of this damn place.

Do unto others.