Life in 3D

Third law of Motion as applied to Bigots

Or, “To every action there is an equal and opposite reaction, you jackass”.

I don’t like bigots.  I find them to be small minded, scared, ignorant people who take their fears out on a group simply because that group exists rather than because of anything that the group has done to the individual.  Plus, you would think that at this point in the United States we would be somewhat past that kind of attitude but I guess not considering what Jennifer pointed me over to at Ambulance Driver’s place.

Now, I’m with Jennifer on this.  I don’t think a company should be sued because they are bigots, nor do I think that there should be laws that force us all into the correct Orwellian thought  model.  Nope, I think everyone should be allowed to be as much a bigoted jackass as they want to – I just want to know so I won’t do business with them.  Let their business model be supported by all their other fellow bigots, but as for me I’ll find someone else.

That is why if I EVER get our dream home built and have those granite counter tops installed in my dream kitchen my wife and I  will be buying that material from almost any company BUT Southern Style Granite.   Yep, I will take my dollars elsewhere and they can just go about their merry way.

You guys don’t want gays shopping at your store, then you don’t want me either since I have friends who are gay.

Welcome to the wonderful world of the Internet Chris  and Darren Cifreo.  It used to be that you could be an ass and only a few people might know about it.  Now though,  you’re going to get all KINDS of exposure – and trust me, just because people are talking about you doesn’t mean it’s a good thing.

Pass it around, the only appropriate reaction to a bigot is to expose them to the world and shun them the way they shun others.

Random bookstore stuff

Had a guy come in and grab about 25 books from our business and marketing section.  He then carries this load over to the cafe, plops down in a chair and proceeds to stack them around him in a semi circle like he’s making a little fortress of solitude.

Finally our GM goes over and asks him if he is planning on purchasing any of them.

“No, I’m just doing some research for a paper I have in my marketing class.”

“Well” says my GM, “We are actually trying to sell these books and that’s pretty hard to do when you have taken them all.  I’d appreciate it if you would put them back if you aren’t going to buy them.”

And what does douche-bag marketing student say?

“That’s not very good customer service, man.  I may not shop here again.”

You ain’t shopping here NOW, jackass.

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Overheard a customer trying to remember a book title with his girlfriend so I stepped in.

“Are you thinking of ‘Germs, Guns and Steel?”

“Yeah, that’s the title.”

“It’s upstairs in the Biology section.” I point out where it is since I am at the register and can’t take them up there myself.

Five minutes later he’s back with his book and a smart ass look on his face. “It wasn’t in Biology.  It was in the SCIENCE section.”

I gave him a flat look. “Right.  BIOLOGY is a SCIENCE.”

I think I confused him.

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To all you wanna be interior decorators, wedding planners, personal trainers, chefs, fashion designers, web designer, MCST’s, and prospective grad students.  BUY THE DAMN BOOK OR PUT IT BACK!

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I have not, nor will I, read the Twilight ‘Saga’, The Sookie Stackhouse books, anything by Nora Roberts, or the Vampire Diaries.  I have entirely the wrong set of chromosomes for that.

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“There’s a book you guys had here last week and I can’t find it now.”

Now the sad part here is I saw this guy last week with the book he is wanting.  He had a cup of coffee too.  Just a few minutes after he left the store I found the same book in the corner with coffee spilled all over it.

“Yes sir, we did but someone spilled coffee on it so we had to throw it away.”

“Well when will you get a new one?”  Not even an ‘oh, really’.  I knew he did it and he knew I knew.

“We probably wont for a while. I could order it for you.”

“Dang.  I really wanted to read it.”

“Well, sir” I said, “I could special order it and we would have it here in a few days.”

“I don’t want to buy it, I just want to read it.”

And people wonder why I hate our customers sometimes.

Fun Times

The other day the wife and I were in ‘downtown’ Alameda and as we were walking towards the intersection where Starbucks is located we saw two people standing there with clipboards, looking around like they were searching for a mark to shake down,  and they were both wearing the same blue shirt with a logo I couldn’t make out at that distance.

As we got closer one of them turned, saw us and began waving like we were old friends or something even though I had never seen him before in my life.  But, at the distance we were now at I could see what his shirt said.

ACLU

Now, in all honesty I planned on just walking on by and ignoring the little liberal douche, but he stepped into the middle of the sidewalk and blocked our way, the whole time smiling a stupid smile like he just humped the neighbor’s cat or something.  I guess he thought that by stepping in my way would make me stop, or slow down, but instead I kept the same pace and maintained a collision course.  I figured that since he was about 4” taller than me and I was 4” wider across the shoulders that the advantage was in my favor as to who would survive the impact.

At four paces away he opened his hole and began spewing out his opening line. “Hey, do you have a moment to talk a-…”

“Get out of my way, now.”

I said this is a perfectly reasonable tone of voice, the wife says that it came out more like a growl that said “I will kill you now.”

Liberal douchebag stammered, took one step back as I kept moving and then moved out of our way and up against the street light.

We got to our car, cranked up the stereo to ‘The Warrior Song’ and drove past the same corner a few minutes later as we went home.  Liberal boy was still against the light post and only calling to people as they walk past him.

So again, I have done my part to keep sidewalks safe for people to travel.  No need for thanks, it was my pleasure.

A simple wish

I want to be an ogre.

That way, when I kill one of our customers at the store for making a mess people won’t say “Oh my god, he just killed that guy!!!”

Instead they would just say “Well what do you expect, he’s a ogre.”

Yeah, I want to be an ogre.