suck it

I haven't been out of the greater Kanawha Valley in a few months, so I don't know if this is a countrywide epidemic, but the rudeness of the people by which I find myself surrounded is getting a bit out of hand. My friends are great, my co-workers, too; but the people in front of me at Kroger, beside me at the library or behind me at 7-11 are fucking wreaking havoc on my nerves. Waiting to pay for gas at my local convenience store and with hot chocolate in hand, I was jarred from my zone-out by three women complaining to the cashier. They had two cups each (one stuck to the other) and the clerk told them they would need to pay for two cups or take the cups off. They insisted that the cups were stuck together and began to make fun of him. He threw up his hands and went to the back for more cups while they continued to mock. The woman behind me muttering, "Come on...come on," under her breath then shouted, "You're going to waste three cups, now!" And while it was true, I admired the man for sticking to his guns. The woman behind me continued to mutter as the cashier visibly shaken attempted to make his way back to the register. From her impatience I assumed she had a bottle of cheap wine and was hurrying home to make some sweet love with her unattractive man friend. Alas, she was armed with a pint of Ben & Jerry's and some Kraft Mayonnaise and was buying some off-brand smokes. Look, I'm blogging about standing in line at 7-11 on a Friday night. I had Subway for dinner. And some leftover Halloween candy for dinner. I'm not pretending I've got anything going on, but I'm also not bitching to the poor guy stuck in 7-11 with people trying to bitch over cup of bad cappucino. And if you are, you can suck it, too.