Delusion-Elle

The main problem with working my job is dealing with people, I'd say.
Sure, you do get some really nice people, some honest people, and some flirty bastards, but in the end I find that I'm sick and tired of human beings.

WARNING: THIS BLOG POST WILL CONTAIN MASSIVE AMOUNTS OF SWEARS. AND THEY WON'T JUST BE FOR THE LULZ.
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Honestly, when you go and bitch at someone, are you seriously expecting something to be accomplished?
Just in the last shift I worked, I came so close to totally bitching back at people.
[I think I handle fear much better than anger.]
Get a freakin' reality check. Put yourself in that person's shoes. You wouldn't want to be bitched at. You wouldn't want someone pushing the same words into your face. You wouldn't want someone to assume that you're a brainless idiot and repeat their instructions over and over again.
GODDAMMIT, I WORK WITH MONEY. I SELL THINGS. NO SHIT I'M GOING TO WANT YOU TO PAY. SO DON'T TELL ME YOU'LL PAY HALF AND YOUR FRIEND WILL PAY THE OTHER HALF AND TOTALLY NOT EVEN GIVE ME THE MOTHEREFFING MONEY WHEN I TELL YOU THE PRICE.
I think the worst part is being treated like a motherfrickin' idiot. Yes, I'm a teenager. Yes, I look young. But it's not like I don't understand English. It's not like I don't understand how money works. I've handled money for years now. Or do you really not trust my employer to have hired someone capable.
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At least I've found that my co-workers are alright people for the most part.
And it's probably just the hormones talking, but oh how I wish for someone yummy (and my age) in our department.
Sometimes I feel like how I am on the outside is nothing like who I am on the inside and I just wish that I didn't have all these expectations built up around me, keeping me a certain way.

Okay, that's all for today. :)