Friday, September 11, 2009

General Public

This was written last night but never made it through;

I love the general public, but why do people think that because I wear a shirt that I am the company. I'm sitting in Tim Hortons, and I have my work shirt on. There's a woman sitting with her daughter, and two friends two tables over from me and their pretty much screaming about the company. Looking right at me like if they say it loud enough, I'm gonna jump right up and either fix all their problems, or get into an argument with them. Welllllllll, I'm not, so keep going ladies, exhaust all your anger issues amongst yourselves, ill see you tomorrow when you need a new handset, when your asking me for a deal. I actually feel sorry for people like this, living life in their own little "Me, Me, Me," bubble. Close your mouth, smile, and live life a little bit happier, and you'll feel better tomorrow.

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