I just want to say that I hate “nice people”. Well, Hate is a strong word, but I really don’t Like nice people. I don’t understand them. It seems like they have an ulterior motive – but I never know what it is! I can’t think like they do, therefore I really don’t really trust them!
Example today: I got a Disconnect notice from BGMU (our electric company), for, get ready,…….$6.41! Yes, you read that correctly. Six dollars and forty-one cents. Those of you who know me well, and for those who follow this blog (see Brian’s Shoes), know that to piss me off – it’s not a good thing! I like revenge (when I can get it) and I Love to make a point! So on my lunch hour, I hand delivered 641 Pennies to BGMU! I parked my car, used my cane to limp into the building, carrying my large Manila envelope of pennies.
There were two cashiers taking payments. One was busy with a customer. That left me with Ms. Brown Hair. Dressed nicely, smile on her face – “How may I help you today?” Oh, Boy! Here we go!
Me: “Well, I was sent this Disconnect Notice, so I left work early on my lunch hour so I could get here to pay you!” (Handed her the Notice with $6.41 highlighted in Orange).
Ms. Brown Hair: “Oh, no, Honey. They would Never disconnect your service for that small amount of money!)
Me: “Then Why would they send me such a Notice?”
Ms. Brown Hair: “Those are automatically sent Anytime there is a balance due; regardless. But they absolutely would Not disconnect you for that!”
Me: “Well, I came to pay you what I owe. Sorry, I didn’t have time to roll these. I had to work this morning.” (Handed her the large envelope and watched while she spilled out 641 pennies.)
Ms. Brown Hair: “I’ll just be a minute.” (As she turns and goes to the drawer where the coin roll papers are.)
I stand for maybe 2 minutes. She turns to me and says –
“Are you sure there is $6.41 in this envelope?”
Me: “Give or take a couple of pennies.”
Ms. Brown Hair: “Well honey, I don’t want you to have to stand there and wait while I count all these. I know you are on your lunch hour. I’ll just mail you a receipt, okay? That way you don’t have to stand and wait on me, okay?”
Well, what in the Hell am I supposed to say to that??? I spent all morning gathering 641 pennies, just to Prove a Point and show someone How it Feels to be Put Out and Aggravated and This is what I Get? A Nice Lady!
Well now- isn’t that Special?