Rude People Who Call Me at Work
One of Heather's latest posts reminded me of a conversation I had with a woman on Friday. I was doing an intake for her. At one point she asked me if we provided transportation (yes, we pick up all 50+ of our clients every day for their appointments). When I said no, she asked, "Well, how the hell am I supposed to get there!?" I explained to her the miracle of riding the bus or finding a ride. Then, after giving her directions and having to repeat them about 10 times she asked me how she was supposed to find the place. I explained to her that she could use a map or ask someone. And this woman has kids! How do I know she has kids? Because while I was on the phone with her, she yelled at them to shut the fuck up. I don't have a problem with swearing in general, but I do have a problem with people cussing at their kids, because when their kids turn around and cuss back, they beat them. How can someone with kids be so clueless about the basics of life?! I weep for the next generation.
posted by Jenny G @ 9:21 PM
3 Comments:
My theory: some people shouldn't breed. :)
Exactly! One time, I was at the gas station and I saw this young girl, maybe 17 if she was a day - and she yelled at her little boy to "Shut the F up", because he was playing in the backseat of the car. (I think I've made reference to this before somewhere) - and what makes it worse is that this girl's mother was there, and she didn't say a word! It was all I could to do to restrain myself and not go beat HER down.
I hate it when I see that--sadly, it's likely that these parents are yet another generation repeating the crappy parenting and abuse that has been in their family for decades.
If their kids are sons they too often end up taking their frustration out on innocent bystanders until eventually they're building up a collection of prison tattoos--if they're girls, then they fill the constant need for more hookers, strippers and porn stars, sadly.
How many years can you stay in your job before you start drinking heavily? This stuff would depress the hell out of me.
j.
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