Deaf Mutes.

Am I speaking clearly enough for you?

Taken as a whole people speak and don't listen. This is a conclusion I reached along time ago but thought it necessary to reiterate. If you really don't want or need my input on something, don't fucking open up your yap and ask me what I think. I'm growing weary of the constant verbal diahrea spewing from everyone I meet. You know I'm a condescending prick and if you continue to cut me off as I am responding to your previous statement or don't even have the decency to listen to what I have to say, it's only going to get worse for you.

I am well aware that at times I speak rather quietly. I do this for a reason, when I have something to say, I get to the point and move on. I don't feel it necessary to make a big goddamn production out of it. "Hey look at me, I'm talking and not saying anything important, but pay attention to me because I have self-esteem issues and you really need to pay attention to me." If this is you then I have no time for you, crawl into a corner and whimper like the useless bitch that you are, I have more important things to attend to.

I've found that more often than not, when I instruct people as to how I want something done I need to write a fucking thousand word essay outlining EXACTLY how I want things done every fucking step of the way. I wasn't aware that I had to write a manual on how to do your fucking job you useless sack of shit. If you have ANY experience then there are some things that "should" go without saying, but day after day I'm left answering calls because some numb-fuck, dipshit couldn't think ahead and see past the explict instructions I have layed out. Apparently I am a baby-sitter, yet this particular aspect of my job isn't reflected on my paystub.

The sad part is that it isn't relegated to just staff. My customers are some of the most insipid, retarded, spastic, half-wit, moronic, fuck-wits I've ever come across in my life. Apparently when I tell them something is going to be done, doing it yesterday was WAY to fucking late. As well, they lose their goddamn marbles about the most inconsequential bullshit day two into the job. Jesus Aytch Fucking Christ, give me more than ONE fucking day before you start picking apart the job you stupid, stunned, useless, cunt.

I think I might need to start handing out deaf aids with a note attached. "Turn the volume WAY up stupid. I'm talking but you're not fucking listening."

The first person to receive this wonderful gift would likely be my boss.