I swear there must be some fact that the rest of the world is aware of, but through some miracle, I have been left completely in the darkabout it. Yesterday must have been national be pissed off day or something because practically everyone I ran into was super bitchy, if not to me, then to each other!
The first place I really noticed it was H and R block where I went to do my taxes. Now, here, I can understand a little unpleasantness. It’s the last business day before the deadline, and if you owe, you’d better get it done, or the government will release the hounds. Well, not literally, but you get the picture. Plus, the place was packed and they were running behind schedule. So, I can understand some resentment. But what I saw wasn’t just resentment. This old couple walked in to get their taxes done. My first thought was, “Look at the cute old couple.” But they ceased being cute immediately. The woman was very scared and pushy. She’d throw t-slips and mail from the CCRA at the poor woman who answers the phone and seats people. The man, well, if this is his everyday behaviour, is a dick. I admit she was a bit irritating, badgering him about why he didn’t want cash back today, even going so far as to say, “Hey, part of this is mine!” He kept saying he didn’t want to talk about it, and then at one point, he simply said, “Ruth, Fuck off!” Now picture the f word coming out of a man in his 70’s in a tax office. Strange picture, isn’t it?
Then he would just snap at her for making small talk. There were a ton of times when I’d hear him say, “Why do you care?” My mind was consumed with three thoughts:
1. God you guys are grumpy.
2. If you hate each other so much, you said you were common law, why don’t you just split and be done with it? You’re obviously not one of these sanctity of marriage couples.
3. I hope you don’t beat her, old man. The way you talk, it wouldn’t surprise me one bit to find out you do.
If that wasn’t enough sniping and bitching for one day, I got some more whenI called my friend’s house. Her room’mate picked up the phone and didn’t even bother with giving me the niceties of the word “hello.” All I got was, “yeah what?” What the hell kind of greeting is that? When I asked where my friend was, she got more irritated. Excuse me for calling my friend’s house and asking a simple question.
Later on, my friend and I were sitting on a bench minding our own business, when a car drove past us and the driver yelled, clear as a bell, fuck you! It was aimed at us because my friend said in this hillariously calm voice, “Thank you, and have a nice day!”
So what swarm of bees crawled up people’s colllective underwear and stung them, and how did I miss it? I’m glad I did, it seems like a pretty vicious sting.