Gits and Geezers, Hags and Bitches...I mean Witches

What is with the human race lately? I mean really?!

Incident 1: The Witch

Violet and I were outside of this costume shop when the woman who lived next door (not the owner FYI) came outside and asked us if we needed help. We said that we were just waiting for the store to open up, becuase it's a really neat store and we had driven ALL the way over there. Granted it was an hour and a half wait before the store would open but I didn't have the gas or the money to drive back towards home and then back to the store.
"We're waiting to go into the shop," we said.
"The shop doesn't open until 12."
"We know. We don't mind waiting :) "
Her response?? "You guys are going to sit out here for three fucking hours??" We just stared at her in utter shock. Like....WHAT THE FUCK?!

Incident 2: The Foreigner

Violet and I (with a friend and her daughter) went to Dunkin Donuts and the man was EXTREMELY rude. I would tell you what he said...if we had actually completely understood him. His gestures were enough. Basically Violet was in a rage over it. There was no calming her.

Incident 3: The Surveyers

Violet and I always go the a certain mall to take surveys. Sometimes for these surveys you get a couple bucks, coupons or something of the like. When asked a certain question that we hadn't figured out yet (and we said so accordingly) the other woman behind the cubical shouted "THEY'RE LYING TO YOU. WHY WOULD YOU LET THEM LIE TO YOU? That girl ALWAYS fucking lies. I hate that bitch. I want to punch her in the face." Speaking of Violet....let's just say that didn't go over very well for either of us. I went back in ready to blow someone's head off. Who treats their customers like that????

Incident 4: The Burger King version of Angels and Demons

This JUST IN: Again, the two of us were going into Burger King and as usual we are VERY low on money. We hardly had enough to get food. When Violet couldn't get a drink she asked for a small complimentary cup and attempted to fill it with soda yet got yelled at for using the it for soda not water. Then we asked a couple people around the restaurant if they had one dollar to spare. The two men she first asked glared at her and made a nice little scene that came out of Mean Girls. Pussies.

At least the men behind them gave her seven dollars. Two for a drink and when she wrote them a quick little poem they were really appreciative and gvae her five more dollars. The guys taht said no were talking about us to this other guy who later came up and started quoting poetry from his head. And is continuing still. It's amazing.

The longer I listen I want to record it. He never writes them down he says.

I would like to write now. Like Edgar Allen Poe. That's almost what he sounds like.

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