Gas station jerk

To the jerk that was rude to me this morning while I was on the phone with AAA, and asked you for the address of where I was, just two words: F*** you!!!

If you had wanted to help me by changing the tire, then you should have said something before I asked you the question, not ask me ambiguously, "Do you have a spare?" when it was clear to you I was on the phone and had no idea where I was. You get huffy over your macho pride and think you are insulted, with your "Well, screw you, I was going to help change it but forget it," well what about me? I am lost, I don't know where I am, I got onlookers looking at the damaged tire, thinking, oh, how did that poor girl get a flat, I'd help but I don't know how or I am going somewhere and I can't be late,which wasn't helping the situation at all, while I got my mother outside joining them in this verbal powwow of what to do, what to do?

How was I supposed to know you wanted to change the tire? Did you even ask me to change it or asked if I needed assistance. No, you just asked like all the other onlookers, "Do you have a spare?" when I have a phone to my ear and trying to find out where on earth I am so AAA can find me. All you had to do was ask, "Maam, can I be of help to you? I can probably try to fix it." But no, when I come up to you and the crowd who look on and ask for the address of where I am, you ignore my question and ask if I have a spare. Well, let me tell you, everyone else was asking that same question, and not one person offered to help change the tire before you came in the picture, just looked at my situation with sympathy eyes and stare and gossip, with not one offer of help. If you had asked me, the situation would have been different, I would have gladly accepted your help, but you didn't offer help, you just acted like a prick, especially on Christmas Day, a day of joy and giving. I hope you had a marvelous Christmas, because you ruined ours, with your macho attitude and rudeness.

Hope next year, you learn some tact and manners, and that also goes for the insipid, brainless onlookers that just couldn't do nothing but stare and gossip amongst yourselves.

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