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12/18/2005: "Jolly Clerks are a Pain in the Butt."

I went to Starbucks the other day to get my stash of French Roast beans and had the bad luck of drawing a clerk in his early twenties with a fresh face and a penchant for verbiage that at that particular time I found undesirable.

Said he, "Are you buying this for a Christmas gift or for yourself?"

Well, to begin with, it's none of his damn business what I do with my own French Roast. I can smoke it if I want. But I played along and said, "No, it's for me."

"Awesome!", he replied.

God, I hate it when someone says that. And he repeated it several times whenever I uttered a word.

To begin with, I don't do Christmas. And I don't like a jolly clerk asking me things that are none of his business. Oh I know he was just making conversation and trying to be nice. But I would have preferred a nice normal transaction ending with "have a nice day."

Clerks can be so damned annoying. Like the grocery clerk who reads my newspaper headlines while I'm checking out! I told her, "Buy your own god damn paper and let me get the hell out of here."

And the other grocery clerk who comments on your purchases. "I've been meaning to try this. Is it good?"

Perhaps as people get older and the hair starts to turn they get irritated more easily. But I just think people are far too nosy. Sort of like a president who orders the wiretapping and eavesdropping of Americans. What the hell is this world coming to?