Tuesday, January 5, 2010

Incompetency.

I don't think anything makes me more impatient than incompetent people. Like, I don't know how such under qualified people can be assigned to do simple tasks. Simple things, like, for instance, a cashier. More specifically, the speedy checkout lane. It's ironic, because the checkout is anything but speedy. It's goddamn slow, actually. And why is it slow, you ask? Because they select the most incompetent cashier for the post to even it out with the others and to punish people for buying less than 10 items. Obviously people with a full cart are spending more and therefore treated better and are given better service. The speedy checkout line, is also an endless supply of humor if one is in the correct mood. The inadequacy of the cashier directly correlates to how impatient the person behind you in line happens to be, and their inconsequential comments are often the necessary comic relief. More often than not, I'm that impatient person, but occasionally I get the day off and I get to be the entertained 5th person in a non-moving line listening to the 6th bitch about the seven year old's birthday that they must attend in 15 minutes.
I recall one incident in particular... the unlucky person behind me was in a very bad mood and everything was causing them extreme displeasure. To start off, they complained of whatever the hell thing they wanted not being in stock, then their McDonald's lunch had something wrong with it, due to the incompetency of either the cashier or the food preparer. By the time that I had my things paid for and I grabbed my bag, I heard them say "THANK GOD" loudly and rudely, causing some more stares and giggles.
 As entertaining as an incompetent person may be, they're that much frustrating and more. It's like, Ok. You're obviously having trouble. Just let me do it. Really, it's worse when an under qualified person can't tell that they're under qualified and therefore clearly think they're doing a good job while they're failing. Worse than that? It can get that bad? Oh, you bet. An inadequate person who KNOWS they're inadequate and this fact hinders them even more than their obvious incompetency. The more I think about it, the more I think that this is something to feel piteous about rather than angry. It's not their fault they're stupid and terribly untalented... it's... well, yes. It's their fault. BUT, instead of being angry, we should laugh at them. Cruelly and callously.

-Peter

Ps. Lesbian is my new favorite word.

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