seriously, some people

if you actually read these posts, you could probably infer that i actually hate most people. that would be accurate. i have a friend who we used to say didn't actually like anybody, he just hated some people less than others. i'm not quite that bad, but the general public annoys me most of the time... whether it be umbrellas (see yesterday), ipods (that's a topic for a whole different day), or what happened today...

andy and i went on our usual pilgramage to smoothie king. everything was going normal until some donkey kong walked in the door. andy and i were casually chatting and minding our own business, but it was very difficult to ignore how much of an idiot this guy was. first of all, it's 4 o'clock in the afternoon - if you're not like andy and i (i work construction... we start/finish early, andy manages and sets his own hours), a teacher, a real estate agent, a swim coach!, or a lawyer, what the hell are you doing at 4 o'clock in the afternoon not working? he wasn't dressed like any of the above, so i will just assume that this guy sucks.

the same lady is usually there working when we go in, so i assume that mr. self-important actually thought that he mattered to this lady. when she politely asked him what he would be having, he said, oh you remember what i want, right? she chuckled with a little bit of nervous laughter, and actually managed to remember probably half of what this guy wanted. who knows what it was, but, since she didn't remember it all, mr. important figured that she MUST know, because he is so important. so instead of just telling her, he kept prompting her with, "with? wiiiiiith? wiiiiiiiiith? you know what i like it with!" until finally his dumbass realized she just didn't know, and quite simply, didn't care. "extra honey," was his final command. seriously, this guy had like an extra-hot tall skim no-foam latte with extra whipped and room for cream kind of order going on.

so, as the smoothie was getting made, he made sure he hovered right over her, and even said, "don't forget to hook me up with that honey! yah, yah! there you go! right on!" except, not in a nice way, but in a, "i'm just making myself look like an ass" way.

as we were on our way out, i overheard him say to her, after she had made his smoothie, that he was hoping she could hook him up and give him an extra punch on his smoothie king frequent buyer card, since he forgot to get it punched the last time he was in, and since she served him, she definitely must remember him, right? right?

damn i wanted to punch that guy. so did andy. now that's saying something.