I think I am going to explode.
I work in an internet cafe in Dublin, although, some would call the location of this shop, a "suburb" of Dublin city. The shop I am at today is in Ranelagh. A quiet community, full of posh, impatient, ignorant, and rude people.
I swear, I just don't get people sometimes. We all have our bad days in terms of our mood and how we present ourselves to others. I know for a fact that I can be quite the testy individual depending on, well, depending on a lot of things I guess.
But, I try not to allow my mood to alter the way I treat people. On that note, everyone that has come in the shop today has apparently decided that I am the sole reason that their lives are shit.
Like it's my fault that the printers are out of toner and I don't have the key to the cupboard that has the replacement cartriges.
Like it is my fault that your computer crashed all of a sudden.
Like it is my fault that it is raining and shitty outside.
Hello, we are in Dublin folks, it is going to rain!
Like it is my fault the document you originally wrote on a Mac won't format properly in Windows.
Like it is my fault the server for MSN messenger must be down and so it is not letting you sign in.
Again, like it is my fault that it is now pouring rain outside.
Sorry, I can't do anything about the fact that the coffee tastes like peanut butter and relish mixed together and put in a nice big mug for you, go to Coffee Society if you want real espresso.
Oh, I put too much milk in your tea? Sorry, maybe you shouldn't have asked me to pour it for you if you are so anal about it.
Your coffee has gone cold has it? Well maybe you should have taken a sip of it before letting it sit there for twenty minutes.And I watched this customer too, so I know he just left it there to get cold.
I guess the lesson in all of this is, don't take your shit out on people that don't deserve it. I could write a book about all of the things that are bothering me and that do bother me, but I genereally keep those things to myself, and I always try and smile and be curtious to anyone that comes in the shop, regardless of my current mood.
When I am over-tired, over-worked, underpaid, and feeling like someone took my lungs and rung them completely dry, the last thing I need is people being rude for no reason at all.