Showing posts with label Life Isn't Fair. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Life Isn't Fair. Show all posts

Saturday, November 20, 2010

Dear Mr. Police Officer,

It is your job to make sure people in our fair city are being safe and obeying the law.

I get that. I support that.

If I was speeding, give me a speeding ticket.

It stings a little bit since it is my first speeding ticket ever in life but I guess I'm due. I'll sign the ticket. If I was speeding, I was speeding. You're doing your job.

However, Mr. Police Officer, I'd like to point out that I was kind to you. I was cooperative. Submissive, even. I said "yes sir" and "no sir". I asked you how your day was going. I smiled at you.

You, Mr. Police Officer, were not kind. You were mean. A bully.

You were patronizing.

You were unnecessarily ugly.

You were impolite. You were less than informative. You asked me no questions about where I had been, where I was going, or even if I had any reason to be speeding.

You made smart-alec comments to my responses and talked down to me.

When you returned from your squad car with my license, you handed me a bunch of paperwork and asked me to sign it. You hadn't said what it was I was signing as you handed it over. I didn't know if it was a warning or a citation (No idea why I thought for a second that you would show mercy on me) and when I asked "is this a ticket?" as you handed it to me, your response was "Now, what does that say on top there? What does that say?". You were condescending.

As I read over the paperwork, I saw that you wrote me two citations. One for speeding on the freeway, and one for speeding on the exit ramp. I signed the ticket, even though I felt the exit ramp ticket was a bit unfair, since I was indeed getting off the freeway and slowing down. But I didn't want to question you or seem uncooperative. I had seen your behavior when I was being submissive and didn't want to begin to see what you would do if I questioned you.

Due to your rudeness and the fact that I really really get upset around mean people, I began to tear up. I didn't start to weep or anything, I just started to do the chin quiver as I handed the signed paperwork back to you.

You just walked away. You didn't say "goodbye" or "have a nice day". You just left.

Mr. Police Officer, I'd like to just ask that you may perhaps try to do your job and protect the people of Houston but also BE A NICE PERSON WHILE YOU DO IT.

BE NICE.

Respectfully,

Sunday, September 26, 2010

Someone Needs to be Smacked

I'm just so upset I can hardly stand it.

I was at HEB tonight stocking up on groceries for the week.

Of course, on Sundays it is a total madhouse and people are not in fantastic moods, but this was just off the charts ridiculous.

I get up to the check-out and in front of me is a young girl, maybe 11 or 12 years old. Her grocery cart was very full. As I walk up behind her, she turns around and sees me. She looked around awkwardly for a minute, and then said, "I guess you can go ahead and go in front of me, my mom isn't back yet".

"Where did your mom go?" I asked.

"She forgot something. She went back to get it. She isn't back yet so you can just go ahead."

"Are you sure? We can wait a minute and see if she comes back soon?"

"No, that's okay, you go ahead. She's been gone awhile."

I thanked her (several times) and went on ahead of her.

The check-out girl finished scanning all my groceries, and the mom was still not back. As I was handing over my coupons, I see a woman walk up towards our aisle. She had a disgusted look on her face. She (loudly) says to her daughter, "WHY IS THAT GIRL CHECKING OUT IN FRONT OF US?"

The little girl hung her head and said "Well, Mom, you weren't here and people were waiting..."

"I WASN'T GONE THAT LONG. YOU LET PEOPLE CUT!!"

"But, Mom..... you were gone a long time, and there were people waiting, and there is a lot of stuff in this cart and I don't have any money and I can't pay for it and..."

"NO ONE ASKED YOU TO PAY FOR IT, DUMBA$$!"

Yes, she did.

She called her daughter that word.

Loudly.

For all of the HEB to hear.

Y'all I am just sick. When that little girl's eyes started to fill with tears I was covered head to toe with a mixture of guilt and outrage.

I don't even know what else to say but I just am so upset.

WHAT IS WRONG WITH PEOPLE?!