I believe when I hand someone, lets say a cashier something (cold hard currency, or card, etc.) that the polite thing to do, nay, the socially acceptable and appropriate thing to do is to return it to my hand.
Am I wrong?
I mean, I'm not that worlds longest nail man, or a leper, so why would ya slap it down on the counter? I find it to be rude.
How rude?
A: So rude that the past few times it's happened, I've looked at the cashier and said something like, "it's considered polite if someone puts something in your hand to return it to their hand, not the counter where it's likely to be forgotten or left behind". Yes Emily Post it is poor etiquette of me to point out a faux pas, I figure they were clearly raised by wolves, and ya know, they say it takes a village and all, plus as you know I'm tryin' to be part of the solution. To my credit, I do restrain myself from actually using the term dumbass when I say it.
Also pissin' me off lately, are the mutha fuckers who change lanes in an intersection. Are they just givin' out drivers licenses in cereal now? Or is society officially slipping into anarchy?
Today I stopped at the gas station and this asshole BMW sport ute driving chick was parked all whopper jawed, to a pretty crazy ass degree. I parked right beside her, 100% in my assigned lines. When I returned she glared at me and said, "thanks for parking so that I can't pull out". Reeeeallydumbass bitch, sweetie "you parked your car in such a manor. I simply pulled into an open spot, perhaps next time you should shoot for being in the lines and not crooked to avoid such troubles", hopped in my ride and went the fuck on with my day.
World why are you testing me?
Things are tickin' me off so much that I find myself ticked about some stuff that hasn't even happened yet. For instance this new show The Voice. I'd like to watch it (at least once) but Celo is keeping me from it. While I like his lil ditty, I mean a song called Fuck You, yeah, that's right the hell up my alley, ya know? But his limbs look suspiciously close to midget limbs, so I'm out. (Thanks NBC. Oh, and CeeLo's parents.)
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Am I wrong?
I mean, I'm not that worlds longest nail man, or a leper, so why would ya slap it down on the counter? I find it to be rude.
How rude?
A: So rude that the past few times it's happened, I've looked at the cashier and said something like, "it's considered polite if someone puts something in your hand to return it to their hand, not the counter where it's likely to be forgotten or left behind". Yes Emily Post it is poor etiquette of me to point out a faux pas, I figure they were clearly raised by wolves, and ya know, they say it takes a village and all, plus as you know I'm tryin' to be part of the solution. To my credit, I do restrain myself from actually using the term dumbass when I say it.
Also pissin' me off lately, are the mutha fuckers who change lanes in an intersection. Are they just givin' out drivers licenses in cereal now? Or is society officially slipping into anarchy?
Today I stopped at the gas station and this asshole BMW sport ute driving chick was parked all whopper jawed, to a pretty crazy ass degree. I parked right beside her, 100% in my assigned lines. When I returned she glared at me and said, "thanks for parking so that I can't pull out". Reeeeally
World why are you testing me?
Things are tickin' me off so much that I find myself ticked about some stuff that hasn't even happened yet. For instance this new show The Voice. I'd like to watch it (at least once) but Celo is keeping me from it. While I like his lil ditty, I mean a song called Fuck You, yeah, that's right the hell up my alley, ya know? But his limbs look suspiciously close to midget limbs, so I'm out. (Thanks NBC. Oh, and CeeLo's parents.)
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