Day 6: The Inconsiderate Asshole

If I were to ever completely lose all that's left of my sanity and go
on a rampage where I end up throwing my own poo at people on a city sidewalk, my primary target would probably be the general inconsiderate person. Yes, if someone decides to bitch at a store clerk because they don't have the color shoes they want, I will be there, ready to strike. And if an angry diner feels like yelling at a waitress, who behind the scenes is yelling to the kitchen, because their food hasn't arrived yet, I will be hiding under

their table, seething. But thankfully for the assholes of the world (and myself), I'm not going to go insane. But seriously--assholes really piss me off. 


Logically, anyone could claim they feel this way, but I think most people get ticked when they are personally being attacked by the Mighty Asshole. I take offense when I see anyone being a victim of poor social ettiquette. What good does it do to take frustration out on the first person available? It's extremely selfish behavior. Essentially, by yelling to whomever can hear about their problems, the inconsiderate asshats of he world are ensuring that their misery and irritation will be spread to all those within earshot. If they aren't happy, no one is happy, and it's my understanding that's exactly how they want the situation to work out. They feel the need to pollute the air around them with a smog of ugly impatience and, occasionally, dour disposition.


Unfortunately, not all inconsiderate people are always angry. If they were, they'd be a lot easier to spot and avoid. Haven't we all been victim to the "Businessman Asshole" who walks up and down the cereal aisle of the grocery store negotiating with likely another businessman asshole as loudly as possible on his Bluetooth? Or what about the inconsiderate asshole driver who tails you when you're going 50 in a 35? Forgive me if I'm wrong, but I think I'm beginning to make my point. 


At one moment in time or another, everyone laments those little 5- minute pockets of happiness they lose in their lives that are snatched away from inconsiderate people. So while I admit I might get a little worked up, I can't help but feel some extra compassion for anyone victim to the inconsiderate. So to all the inconsiderate assholes out there, just think next time you get on your phone or let your dog pee on my lamp post. Make the right decision and choose against being an asshole.