You Are The Most Important

Dear ________,

You are the most important person I have ever met, so please have no patience, mercy or understanding when it comes to me. I have no problem with the fact that you are tapping your finger on my counter, rolling your eyes at my conversation engaging questions, or scoffing when I tell you are bags are not free. You have my sincerest apologies for not having cut down the tree personally so you can throw your on-sale-for-twelve-dollars sweater into it, seriously though, my bad. And how dare I try to brighten your day with friendly chit chat, shame on me, please feel free to stab me in the tongue with one of several pens you keep in your over sized purse. And, while you're at it, throw your credit cards towards me with speeds that could break the sound barrier, it doesn't bother me in the slightest. Oh, and if you are on the phone, please do not hang up on my account, for anything do the opposite. Talk louder and wave me off with your hand when I try to make sure you found everything you were looking for. Oh and whatever you do, please please please, and I can not stress this one enough, do not check the expiration dates on your coupons; obviously we print those numbers just because we have numerical OCD and we get off on that kind of thing.

Sincerely,
The Guy That Rang You Up


I would just like to say that it just isn't the "Me Generation" that are selfish, self absorbed, self centered dodo heads. It's everyone. Young, old, new, retired. Being an asshole is not age nor generation discriminate. Everyone can participate in this movement...and everyone does.

"""So I wrote everything above this line before being requested to go out tonight, everything that follows is post fun-stimulating-entertaining-evening"""

Like I said, I was requested to go out tonight. Try as I might, I can't seem to say no to spending money when I know it's going to equal great conversations, amazing times, and much needed mass amounts of laughing. And tonight was just that. It was especially great because it was with newer friends and tonight was one of those nights when I just needed to be with people I care for and laugh until my tummy hurt, and they made sure that happened. I was called upon my one of my new girlies, to come meet her and her boyfriend and one of her roommates down at Fridays for drinks and dinner. By the way, I could live off of California Club sammichs, edible perfection! So I walked down to meet them and then we went back to her boyfriends apartment and we watched Star Trek. Which has amazing visual effects, and Chris Pine. Once again, edible perfection. And then we just sat on the couch, us four, four over an hour just laughing and talking and bonding. It was just what my fictional doctor ordered for me. Sometimes I was laughing so hard I was crying, other times I almost cried because we were talking so seriously, and sometimes I wanted to cry because I was so happy. Nights like this remind me of what is really important in life. Things get better, for as much as they get worse.