Today I went into one of my favorite fast food places to grab a quick bite. The restaurant was really busy, after all, it was lunch time. So I stand in line with everyone else. Now there was no real order to the lines and how they corresponded to any of the really nice people at each of the registers. So, when the order taker person says, "May I help who's next?", I'm thinking the person who is next in line moves over to the counter and the order taker person takes their order.
So, I've patiently waited, knowing that I am finally the next person. Now I hear those words, "May I help who's next?", and I start to move forward when "One Arm Willy" jumps in front of me and begins to spout off his order. No "thank you", "excuse me", or "go to hell" or nothing, he just jumps in front me. Now, I'm thinking...o.k. he is handicapped, I'll just let him go...no big deal.
I now settle back in line when I hear, "May I help...", the order taker person didn't even get the words out before Beirut Betty in a Berka talibanned up to the counter and ordered meals for her and her tribe of terrorists.
Could it be that my wish of becoming invisible had been granted and nobody bothered to tell me? I doubt it, but it would have been alright by me. Sometimes people make me feel like I'm invisible. I think ignorance is on the rise in America while politeness and manners have been flushed down the toilet. It's what the Urban Dictionary calls "rudening".
Well...I finally got my order and enjoyed my chicken sandwich. I guess "All's well that end's well", but it still pisses me off that nobody has any manners anymore.
Be Well.
Bill
