2004-12-31 - 1:03 p.m.
I hate stupid, ignorant people.
He left angry, that I wouldn’t give him an estimate. He griped about my customer service skills and said he had a lot of friends (which I doubt, he had bad skin and his months growth of beard was barely fuzz) who he would not be sending my way. I hope he tells this story to some large group of jackass’ who will think themselves that the whole situation is as ridiculous as I do. Or maybe he’ll be driving home tonight, slightly intoxicated on 3.2% Beer, driving like an ass on the 1 to 3 inches of snow expected to accumulate tonight when he will hit an ice patch, wipe out himself (and maybe a certain family that resides in Davis County whom I also loathe) and thereby saving everyone. And then I think, no, that’s really not the way to start out 2005, wishing death and destruction on people that are just pathetically stupid. And so my middle class, catholic guilt jumps in and ruins any sort of guilty pleasure conjured up by the image of his truck burning, the mud turning to clay on the doors and bedside as he lies there, gasping his last breath.
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